Author's Note: Hello readers! I'm back! Just to let you know, I started a Percy Jackson story called "The Twins' Binding." So if you like Percy Jackson, go check it out! Also, I would like to thank the first person to ever follow any of my stories, moonlight phonex 101. This may sound cheezy, but it really means a lot to me. Hey, it's a milestone.

Disclaimer: I do not own Narnia, all rights go to C.S. Lewis.

Evelyn stared into the boys deep, brown eyes. He really was just a boy. He couldn't be more than twelve. Regardless, this boy was going to grow into his looks.

"Who did you betray?" he asked, his eyes full of cautious curiosity. He obviously was afraid she was some kind of psychopath.

Oh, he had to ask that question. What shall I tell him? I can't tell him the truth, I barely know the truth. Besides, he would never trust me then.

Evelyn opened her mouth, to tell him she had betrayed "someone who deserved it." At that precise moment, though, the icy door slammed open. Evelyn turned her head to see Jadis standing in the open doorway, looking murderous.

Oh dear.

Jadis hadn't looked that furious when she threw Evelyn into this prison. She had realized Evelyn had been sneaking out every day, and listening to the few Narnians who dared venture outside. Jadis had never trusted her, she said she had her reasons, but she would never tell Evelyn what they were. It was so frustrating! Evelyn knew she must've been to Narnia before, but she couldn't remember it!

Suddenly, Jadis' cool, sharp voice tore through Evelyn's thoughts:

"My wolves tore that dam apart, and your family was nowhere to be found." Evelyn saw she was directing this toward the boy, Edmund. Evelyn, too, looked at him. So, his family was with the beavers. Good. She had watched the beavers, they were good creatures. They would keep Edmund's family safe.

"Where did they go?!

"I don't know!" Edmund was obviously desperate and afraid. His eyes were wide and swam with terror.

"Then you are of no further use to me." The Witch said, raising her wand of ice.

"NO!" Evelyn cried. But at the same time, Edmund cried out as well:

"Wait! The beavers said something about Aslan."

Aslan.

The very mention of the name made Evelyn feel like she was breathing in her first breath of spring. For that moment, she felt completely safe and at peace. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a lion. It did not scare her, it made her feel safe. But when she looked, nothing was there.

"Aslan?" the Witch asked, "where?" Evelyn could've sworn she saw a flicker of fear in her bright green eyes.

Suddenly, Tumnus' voice rang out:

"He is a stranger here, he can't be expected to know anything."

The poor faun received a blow to the head in response to this. Evelyn cringed. The faun did not deserve this.

Evelyn looked at Edmund, and in his eyes, she could see that he knew. She stared at him, and silently prayed that he would not reveal this information. She knew, though she didn't know how, that Aslan was good.

He looked back at her, and slowly spoke the words:

"I-I don't know… I left before they said anything." He directed his eyes back to the Witch. "I wanted to see you!"

"Well, I guess you're not a total loss, are you?" the Witch said.

"Release the faun."

For a single moment, Evelyn thought perhaps she was setting him free. Then a sense of dread settled in her bones. There was only one place they would take him now. Upstairs.

"Do you know why you are here, faun?" the Witch asked. Evelyn closed her eyes. Why must the Witch do this, could she not let him think he was dying for a good cause? Could she not destroy another innocent life without ruining it first?

"Because I believe in a free Narnia." The faun answered with pride.

"You are here," said the Witch, as though he had never spoken, "because he," she said, pointing at Edmund, "turned you in. For sweeties."

The faun looked over at Edmund with disbelieving eyes. The boy looked down in shame. Evelyn mourned for the faun as he was dragged up the stairs, with blame in his eyes.

"Ginnabrik!" the Witch shouted, "ready my sleigh! Edmund wants to see his family." Evelyn looked over at the boy as the Witch left. He looked back at her, with guilty eyes.

"What have I done?"

She could not answer him. So she simply sighed and said:

"I'm so sorry."

Author's Note: Okay, there it is. Chapter 3! I know this chapter was mostly movie-verse, and I'm sorry! It was honestly a bit of a filler chapter. I just wanted you to get a feel for the emotional connection Evelyn and Edmund are starting to form. You'll find out later that they really understand each other. ;);) I know the movie-verse wasn't totally correct. Sorry! I probably won't update tomorrow, unless I have a snow day. Please, please, PLEASE review! I really want to know what you guys think, and I am totally open to suggestions. I'm also pretty positive I'll be doing a sequel and possibly some short stories from the Golden Age. So, review! I'll be back in a couple days. Bye!