I watched from under my bangs as Mrs. Beaver hurried around the cozy room. I was hoping that my hair would be enough to keep my face covered. The magic that warped my true form was still around me but if my face were to be seen then they would know who I was in an instant.

"Fish and sticks dear?"

She set the plate down in front me me as Peter sat down next to myself. Standing up I moved so Lucy could sit down, I wanted to look around a little bit, and keep myself out of site. Peter looked confused that I had moved away from him.

"Is there nothing we can do about Mr. Tumnus?"

"Well... there's hope!"

"Yeah there's a load full of hope... Aslan is on the move."

Giggling softly under my breath so no one could hear me a smile spread crossed my lips. I couldn't wait to get to the camp of resistance, and I couldn't wait to see Aslan. Then Edmund started asking questions about who Aslan was, of course he wouldn't know but that didn't stop the beavers from laughing about his lack of knowledge about Narnia.

"Well we haven't actually been here very long."

"He's only the king of the whole wood... the real king of Narnia, and he's waiting for you!"

"Waiting for us?"

Lucy was so cute, the way she asked questions. Then Mr. Beaver went on explaining the reasons for things and why they were happening; like Aslan's return, Tumnus arrest and the secret police. Susan jumped to conclusions again and accused them of blaming us for everything.

"Not blaming you, thanking you."

"There's a prophecy... 'When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone sits at Cair Paravel in throne the evil time shall be over and done.'"

I stood there, staring at the wall waiting for him to finish reciting the prophecy, but he never got around to it. Somehow I figured that the beavers know who I was and they were waiting for me to rise up and finish the end of the prophecy. Turning around I started walking back toward the table.

"You know that doesn't really rhyme."

"I know but you're missing the point."

"And when always fair princess returns once more, peace and harmony shall return with her. When always fair princess unites with high king of gold, evil shall be forever banished."

Peter turned and looked at me, not a word was spoken between the two of us and then I turned my head away from him.

"It had been foretold that the two sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve would appear to defeat the white witch and restore peace in Narnia. We however had given up hope of your return child."

"And you think that we're the ones?"

Peter had turned back to the beavers to argue out another fight.

"Well you better be, Aslan's already figured out your army!"

"And you've returned our princess."

Peter and Susan went into explaining that they must have it wrong, that we were from Finchley, that I was human and there was no way for me to have come from Narnia. That only drew a sigh from my lips, if only they knew, if only they understood that this was indeed my home. Why else would I hide my face, why else would I know the prophecy? Peter stood up announcing that it was time that we all went home, he even reached out to grab my hand. Lucy cried out about helping Mr. Tumnus as Peter told us all we were heading home. The only thing he told poor Lu was that it was out of our hands and with that Susan thanked them for their hospitality.

"Ed, time to go- Ed?"

Peter took a look around the room for the youngest male Pevensie, but couldn't find him. He began growing upset that the door to the dam was open and Edmund was gone.

"I'm going to kill him."

"You may not have to, has Edmund ever been to Narnia before?"

And with that said we all took off after him, me in the lead of everyone. I had shot out the door before Peter and the beavers were even done talking about Edmund. I had a strange feeling I knew where he was going, and where he was going was not good for any of us. Peter was following close behind me, screaming at me to stop running. Honestly this was about getting Edmund back, not stopping me from running out of breath. Reaching the top of the hill I watched in horror as Edmund walked through the gates to the witch's castle. Everyone else was there seconds after me, Lucy was screaming for her brother. Wrapping my arms around her I pulled her close to me, she needed to be silenced, the witch knowing we were here was not knowledge that would be safe for her to have. Peter started off after Edmund until Mr. Beaver grabbed his sleeve stopping him.

"Get off me! We just can't let him go!"

Peter began becoming more and more upset with each passing moment, aggravated that Beaver wouldn't let him retrieve his brother. But then again if I wasn't holding onto Lucy I would have stopped hum myself, just because Edmund was stupid and fell for the witch's trap didn't mean I would let Peter fall into it as well.

"Don't you get it? He's the bait! She wants all of ya in there! To kill ya!"

"This is all your fault! None of this would have happened if you had just listened to me in the first place!"

I could hear the argument coming on and I turned to walk away, Peter obviously detested Narnia, meaning now that he knew who I really was meant I probably wasn't on the top of his list anymore.