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The Neverending Winter

Chapter 7. Prophecy and Torture

"Your leaving?" Susan asked the fox.

"It has been a pleasure my queen and an honor, but Aslan Himself has asked me to gather more troops." the fox replied.

"You've met Aslan?" Mr. Beaver asked.

"What's he like?" Mrs. Beaver asked excitedly.

"Like everything we've ever heard." the fox replied "You'll be glad to have him by your side in the battle against the witch." the fox said glancing between Peter and Edmund.

"But we're not planning on fighting any witch." Susan said.

"But surely your High King Peter, and King Edmund." the fox said.

"King?" Edmund whispered to Susan. Susan shrugged.

"Your apart of the prophecy." the fox said.

Susan looked over at Peter. "You really want Edmund, your baby brother, to go into war?" she asked. Peter threw a rock down.

"We just want our little sister back." Peter said with a shake of his head.

"But Peter..." Edmund said.

"But nothing! We're getting Lucy back, and going home!" Peter said. Edmund looked down, slightly hurt Peter had spoken to him so harshly.

"He didn't mean it that way." Susan whispered rubbing the back of Edmund's hand. Edmund just nodded his head.

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"She still won't say where their going your majesty." the dwarf said.

"Take her to a regular chamber, make sure she has no food, I want her to die, but slowly." the witch replied.

"Yes your majesty." the dwarf said. He picked up Lucy's collar and began to drag her. Lucy moaned as he did so, feeling every crack. She didn't struggle, because she didn't have the strength to. Then she came to a sudden stop, and after that she heard the chamber door close. There wasn't a single spot she didn't feel pain, at least it seemed that way.

"Lucy?" someone said. She mustered the strength to look up and saw Mr. Tumnus. "What happened to you?" he asked.

"The witch got a hold of me, need I say more?" Lucy asked.

"No, not really." he replied. "Is your brother alright, is he safe, what about your other siblings?" Mr. Tumnus asked quickly.

"I truely don't know." Lucy said starting to cry. The mere thought of her siblings being dead was just to much for her. Would that mean she had done all of this for nothing, when she could have stayed and died with them? But she knew she had to try. Then the chamber doors swung open.

"Well, you will be glad to know that your siblings are alive, for now." the witch said. Lucy let out a deep breath. She knew that, for now, her attempts at keeping them safe, were still going, but how long could she stay alive? The witch picked her up by her throat, which was throbbing from being so dry and a place the whip had hit. "Where did they go?" she asked.

Lucy swallowed. "I will never tell you." Lucy growled.

"Then I will kill you now." the witch said throwing Lucy down and drawing back her wand. Lucy braced for the attack, but it never came. When she opened her eyes, she saw the witch very flustered indeed. "Are you fearless?!" the witch shreiked.

"No." Lucy said "Not even close"

"Then how can you stand the fact that I'm about to kill you?" the witch asked.

"Because I have my siblings in mind." Lucy replied.

"Well, I suppose for your bravery, I shall keep you alive." the witch said "But you, faun, are another story."

"What do you mean by that?" Lucy asked.

"You will see. GUARDS!" the witch cried. An ogre walked in and looked at Lucy, expecting orders to do something to her.

"Release the faun." the witch said. The ogre grunted in reply and broke the chains around Mr. Tumnus's feet. Then the ogre dragged Mr. Tumnus to the witch's feet. "And to think, if you would have left the girl alone, you wouldn't be here now." the witch said "Why did you do it?"

"Because, a human means prophecy, and I believe in a free Narnia. Also, I wasn't about to leave a poor little girl to die in a cold forest." he replied. This just angered the witch.

"Take him upstairs, and ready my sleigh. I must get this poor little girl back to her family." the witch said, leaving the room.

"Oh please let them make it to Aslan safetly, please let them make it to You safetly." she prayed.

The last sentance she didn't truely understand herself, even though she said it.