Author's Note: Malator is a name I made up. It derives from the Latin word "malus" (evil) and "aduitor" (assistant). I tend to translate English words that describe the character into Latin when i can't think of a name.
"Malator, you see, we've nothing to worry about. We are victorious already!"
"But, your highness…"
"Silence, you fool! Do not question my authority!"
"Yes, your highness."
Maryellen Susannah gripped her sword, ready to strike. Jadis' lack of faith in blondes was insulting.
"In no time, Narnia will be preserved in a winter wonderland for a hundred years more! With no interference from the Sons of Adam or the Daughters of Eve this time!"
Maryellen Susannah finally figured out who this Jadis person was. She mouthed the words once more,
"Itz, lyke, teh Wiet Wich!11"
Maryellen Susannah decided to follow Jadis (well, actually, she would follow her voice and the sound of her footsteps). She would wait for the perfect moment to strike.
"Yes, your highness. We will be triumphant!"
"Of course we will, you buffoon! I devised this plan!"
"Your last plan wasn't such a success…"
"Shut up!"
"Yes, your highness."
"I'm ashamed of you. If only Maugrim hadn't passed. If Maugrim were still here… we'd be unstoppable. But instead, I got stuck with this unreliable oaf!"
"Your highness, I have been reliable."
"SILENCE!"
There was a long pause. Maryellen Susannah sensed that the White Witch was nearer. The temperature dropped drastically. Maryellen Susannah could see her breath as she exhaled. She crouched even lower to avoid being seen. She snapped a twig and cursed silently.