Edmund's POV

I could feel Her icy touch against my skin, giving me false promises yet they were so full of hope. I could be the ruler of a land and my family would be forced to see how great I really was. No, my mind argued, you love them and would do anything to protect them, especially from Her. This couldn't be true, as I watched my own hand extend to accept her Turkish delight graciously. I screamed at myself yet I continued to consume the sweets in front of me. Then I realized something was wrong, it appeared I had two trains of thought. One was what I thought at the time of my betrayal but at the same time I was urging myself not to. Before I could ponder anymore on the subject the scene changed. I was dressed in dark robes and a heavy animal skin cloak on my back. At my feet was my family in chains.

"This is what you deserve. Who is the useless little kid now?" I heard myself say. I wanted to scream, tell them I didn't mean it when She waltzed in the room. I heard her giggle gleefully and then raise her wand, ready to do the unthinkable when the scene changed one last time.

Now we were all in chains, but somehow I had a key in my possession and began unlocking the metal cuffs around my siblings' wrists and ankles. Sharing a quite smile with each other at their soon escape suddenly turned to a frown. Susan glared at me and spoke, "You deserve this Edmund, you betrayed us to the Witch. I hope you die."

I could feel salty half-frozen tears glide down my cheeks. She was right as always, I was a traitor, Susan, had always been the smartest of us. Then I heard heels clicking down the hallway heading towards our dungeon. "Good bye Edmund, they whispered, but just as they were about to leave she burst through the door.

"Trying to escape I see." She stated in her cold voice. "We'll just have to do something about that won't we Edmund?" She asked sweetly. "After all, you decided to help them escape. You really are a traitor; you managed to betray both your family and me in the course of a week, despicable." Then she pulled out her whip, "This is a lesson you will just have to learn."

A crack echoed through the cell as a burning sensation spread across my back and I whimpered. I deserved this which seemed to make to the sting so much worse. It happened again and again until I lost count, but suddenly it stopped. She turned to my family and glared "Now its your turn. Let us end this prophecy once and for all!" she screeched.

"Run, please go, she'll kill you!" I cried out, but they stood frozen to their spot, turned to stone. Then it sunk in I killed my family, I brought them here and now it's my fault that an entire country was going to die.

I woke up with a gasp still unaware where I was. Then I saw Peter's face, warm and alive. He was speaking to me but I couldn't hear him. It was then I realized it was all a dream and I never brought them to Her. The dreams have been getting worse lately, reminding me each night of what I did. Some days I think I can run away from the dreams by avoiding sleep at all cost and doing something useful for Narnia instead. By the time I fall asleep while working at night, I am so exhausted I wouldn't be able to dream anyways.

Somewhere in the distance I heard a roar and a feeling of warmth washed over me. With that I peacefully fell back asleep, only this time dreaming of Aslan's country when a deep soothing voice whispered in my ear, "Be at peace my child your sins are forgiven and I will love you no matter what you have done."

Sorry this took so long to post, but I have been really busy lately with fencing tournaments. Anyways, I don't own Chronicles of Narnia and I hope you enjoyed it. If the dream was confusing to anyone PM me and I'll see if I can help! Thanks,

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