6.

Edmund had been sent to Miraz in order to carry out Caspian's part of the plan, while Susan and Lucy where preparing themselves for the journey.

Edna was in one of the rock covered chambers from Aslan's How. She had been with Reepicheep, as the mouse gave her the fastest lesson of everything she needed to know about a sword and how to use it. Edna was no fool, she knew that if it came to that, the sword would be more of a nuisance to her than a weapon. Still, she was hoping she could manage a trick with it, even if it resulted from an adrenaline rush. God, she should have taken fencing classes instead of ballet.

"I'll take it from here, Reep, thank you." Peter said walking past Edna and facing her.

"As you wish, my liege" The little mouse bowed before leaving.

"You're okay?" Peter said taking his sword out.

God, it made Edna shiver. Reepicheep had only been telling her how to take her sword and move it. He hadn't actually crossed swords with her. Besides Peter's looked so deadly, Edna could bet it had seen many bloody battles before.

Edna just nodded, while crossing her black, large leather bag over her head and opposite shoulder.

"I see you're ready to leave." Peter pointed at her back with his sword.

"It's all I have" She shrugged "I can't leave it behind"

Peter nodded and frowned.

"Beside your sketchbook what else you carry in there?"

"Oh" She opened it and took a look inside "just that, my color pencils, my ballet shoes and my wallet" she frowned "I just noticed that my brick's not here, I probably left it at the Academy…"

She closed it and turned to Peter who didn't seem to understand the last part. Oh, sure. Brick. They didn't have those in the 40's, they barely had them in the 80's and the signal was the worse.

"It's not an actual brick" Edna explained quickly, arranging both her glasses and the sword on her hand "You know what? Forget about it."

"Forgotten" Peter answered with a smile, he then took a stance.

Edna mimicked him.

"You're not actually fighting with me, right?" Edna's eyes opened wide in fear "I'm not even a beginner!"

"You're not telling the Telmarines that, are you?"

Peter's stance relaxed and walked to Edna. He took her left arm with the sword, noticing only than she was left-handed. He frowned remembering what he had heard about left-handed people, the words like "stubborn", "awkward" and "evil" appearing in his mind. Meanwhile, in Edna's time, there was no reason for the teachers of the daughter of Mrs. Taylor-Moore to believe in the Soviet's superstitions in the 80s.

Peter arranged her arm in a posture where the sword was blocking her from him.

"With luck, all you have to do is this." He told her before taking a step back.

Then, he raised his large and dangerous sword and clashed it with hers. Edna felt every single bone on her body vibrating. She hadn't expected that, still she was safe, because her reflexes had made her take a hard grip on the sword just in time.

"Pete, you'll kill her before she even goes out" Edmund arrived with a joke. The 14-year-old (who actually looked more like a 16-year-old because of his height and strength) looked at her. "Sorry, he'll be the type of father who believes that the best way for his children to learn how to swim is by throwing them at the ocean in their first class" Edna stopped herself from laughing. "Caspian's looking for you, Pete, now that Miraz accepted. I'll stay with her" Edmund turn then to Edna. "You should learn from the best swordsman of Narnia, after all. I swear I'll be gentler than my brother."

Edna saw Peter smiling and with a pat on Edmund's shoulder he walked away.

"Try to stay alive in a battle for at least 5 minutes" Peter said without turning back and Edna knew he was talking to her.

The blonde girl arranged her glasses on her nose and decided to focus on the matter at hand with Edmund as he started instructing her.

She never noticed Peter looking back at them one last time, feeling once more that sense of familiarity as he saw at both Edna and Edmund clashing swords. Peter had a deja-vu.

"You might need to call me again?" Lucy made fun of her from behind.

They were going out from Aslan's How. Susan was in a horse with Lucy, while Edna rode another one who was trained to follow Susan's.

"Oh, shut up!" She replied "Why don't we talk about that thing he said to Edna?"

"Yes!" Lucy exclaimed "By force he meant Aslan's force right, Ed?"

"Um, yes." Edna answered unconvinced.

Still, Susan's good mood was ruined as soon as the sun fell on her back. In the distance she saw her brother in the middle of the field, and heard thousands of Telmarines cheering. When they reached the woods, they weren't alone anymore. The group of Telmarines had seen them. Edna and Lucy had to keep going. Susan climbed down the horse.

"Take the reins" She said to her sister. "I'm sorry, Lucy. Take care of her, Edna"

Then, she was alone.

She looked at her sister one more time.

"Come on, Lucy" She heard Edna hurrying Lu, and once again she thanked her internally.

Then she felt the world going in stop-motion. The Telmarines riding at her. She took a stance with her arc and arrows and aimed.

She shot one time, two times, three times, never missing. But they kept coming and soon she had been thrown to the floor by a horse. It was her end.

Then, out of nowhere a knight of shining armor appeared and saved her from the last Telmarine standing with just one swing of his sword.

"You sure you don't need that horn?" He asked, giving her his hand.

It was Caspian.

Lucy and Edna had been riding for a while after they left Susan behind. Yet, they were being followed and they wouldn't be left alone.

"Lucy" Edna called her.

Lucy noticed the older girl was having a hard time to keep her hair out of her face and her glasses on her nose.

"Lucy, keep going!" Lucy couldn't leave her like that. "Keep going!" She yelled at her.

Then Edna was not by her anymore. Lucy abruptly stopped the horse, she even had to embrace it to not fall. She looked around. She didn't know what Edna was doing. All she saw was the golden mane on her back moving with the wind, her horse going directly to the Telmarines.

"Edna!" She screamed just as she saw the two horses colliding.

What was she thinking? Even Lucy knew how dangerous that was.

Both, Edna and the man were sent flying to the floor. Edna, though, landed more graciously than Lucy thought she would; as if Edna had fallen hundreds of times from a high distance, which as a matter of fact she had, but Lucy didn't know that. Still, the impact disoriented Edna, which gave the man time to stand up and grab his weapon. He didn't aim it at the blonde girl, he was going to hit her from the back with it.

"Edna, watch out?" Lucy screamed just in time. Swiftly, almost as if she was floating, Edna moved under the arm of the man. Even with meters between them, Lucy saw the stupefied expression in Edna's face.

Then, the man and Edna started some kind of dance, Lucy thought. Every time the man tried to hit Edna, she would swiftly move out of the way, twirling and flowing behind him, before he could even notice she wasn't there anymore. But Edna's trick didn't last for long. Edna drew out her sword and it was her doom.

The man drew his sword, too, and then it was obvious who had the advantage. The man charged at Edna and in his first strike he sliced her on her stomach. The girl fell to the floor in pain, and turned to the man just in time to see him raise the hilt of his sword.

"Run!" Edna yelled, for she had seen Lucy watching her short fight. Then she was out cold in the floor.

Lucy's opened with terror just as the man turned and look at her. But he just took one step to her, before a large lion jumped on him, the man screamed and ran off.

Lucy walked to the lion.

"Aslan?"

Edna was now the one suffering from a deja-vu, opening her eyes and finding herself on the floor once more and the Pevensies surrounding her.

She had been in the darkness for a while, she could see herself in a dark place with a black marble-like floor and everything around her was in shadows. She started walking when she saw a glint of light in the distance. Of course, she had to walk there. She ran only to find a door, standing there alone. She even walked around it only to be sure that it was not supported by anything. The glint of light she had seen was coming from the key hole in the door lock, ancient like the door itself. Edna frowned when she tried to turn the knob and it didn't opened. She then decided to kneel and try to look through the key hole, just like she had done many times in her childhood at her old house in London.

She saw the door led to a room, too familiar for her. From what she could see there was a bed with white linens with little flowers, she could also see a bureau by the bed with drawings and colors on it. But mostly she could see a girl, illuminated by a candlelight on the wall.

The girl was little, she didn't seem older than 5 years old. Or 10? Edna had never been good to determine young children's age. But the girl had curly hair, long locks falling down her shoulders. The color? Edna couldn't tell, a candlelight wasn't the best source of light. The girl was wearing a long night dress and was drinking from a steaming cup. Edna inhaled and a chocolate smell filled her nose. She could see the girl talking, but couldn't hear a thing, so instead of peering through the hole, she leaned her ear on it.

Edna caught words like "Narnia", "forest", "beavers", and she stood up. Her face contorted in confusion.

Her mind wasn't asking her questions like where she was, or what she was doing. No. She felt in a dream state where you can't totally control your thoughts. All she wanted to do at the moment was to go through that door.

So, she knocked.

Edna heard someone moving at the other side of the door, she kneeled once more and took a look through the key hole, but it was dark for someone was standing there, and by the sound of the door, it seemed like whoever it was, was unlocking the door from the other side.

Edna didn't see who the person opening the door was, because she started to feel like burning. She wasn't in that dark place anymore. She was lying somewhere with her eyes closed and with a headache suddenly disappearing, just like the burning in her veins did.

Edna opened her eyes and the first thing she saw were the Pevensies surrounding her. It was just like the first time she had seen them, on the beach. At least this time she didn't have sand on her eyes and her glasses were on.

She noticed Peter was to her left, supporting her head with his long hand.

"Did I stay alive in battle for 5 minutes?" Edna asked her with heavy breathing.

Peter smiled.

"You stood there for 4 minutes actually." He joked.

And then, Edna was being hugged by them.