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"We're getting close, should be to Anvard in 'round half an hour." Corin said as he was gazing through the window to the countryside. His sister across from him had been enjoying the green scenery. So was he in fact, but he could help, but feel like something was wrong. The woods were still; the birds' songs did not fill the air. There was something that just didn't sit well with him. As he looked across to Edmund and over to Cor, he realized he was not the only one feeling eerie. Edmund's hand had a good grip on his dagger, and Cor was pulling his out from his boot.
"What's wrong?" asked Ilonwy. She and Aravis had not noticed anything different. They had been having a good ride, and didn't think that anything could spoil their day.
"There's danger on the air. Don't you hear it?" Corin asked as he pulled a sword from the rack in which they kept small luggage.
"I don't hear anything." Aravis said in response.
"Exactly, silence never seems to bode well for a forest, nor for a kingdom either. Something's not right, here." Edmund reached through the door to the top of the carriage, pulling down an old leather bag. He handed Ilonwy and Aravis bows and quivers full of arrows. Cor and Corin had already pulled out their swords, and Edmund followed suit putting his crossbow into his belt.
"Do we have to be so heavily armed?" Ilonwy asked. She still didn't think the silence in the woods warranted arming oneself to the teeth. There could be no danger at all and they would enter Anvard looking like attackers. Of course, the others would be fine, but she was a stranger. If a stranger showed up at her home carrying weapons she would not be very understanding; why would they be understanding of her?
"We need to be ready, for whatever it is. Let's pray." Edmund said reaching out, they all joined hands. They prayed, then and there, for Aslan's protection over Archenland and Narnia, and most of all, for his will to be done. As they prayed, that ominous silence changed more and more to noise, but still not the noise they wanted to hear. Now the woods that surrounded Anvard castle were filled with the clanging of sword to sword. The cries of warlords and leaders filled the air. This din made Ilonwy sick to her stomach, she just wanted them all to mbe safe.
"Your highnesses, Anvard is under attack, what are we supposed to do?" the young driver called to his riders.
"Help them of course." Edmund replied at once. At least he was no coward. Ilonwy knew the coward dies a thousand deaths, and the brave man dies but one. The thing was she did not want Edmund or her brothers to die at all.
Edmund scribbled something on a piece of paper, and tied it to the leg of a pigeon Peter had told him to send messages by.
"Ilonwy and Aravis, you can take the horses and ride around the castle, there is a little door in the wall where the water comes through, on the eastern side. You can enter by that way and try to avoid the fighting." Cor said kissing Aravis's forehead, as Edmund did the same. Corin looked determinedly the other way.
"Be careful." Ilonwy said to each of them and the sentiment was repeated all round.
"May Aslan's grace keep you." Edmund whispered to Ilonwy.
"May the Emperor's strength be in you." Ilonwy whispered back. She didn't want to admit it, but she was close to tears, at how close to danger Edmund and her brothers were going. She thought as they stepped out of the carriage to see the carnage of the battle around Anvard. But Aslan's will would be done and if that was for them all to die, then so be it.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapters, but I've been trying to get over momentary writers block. Spring Break! Hopefully I'll be able to get more written, but i do have alot of other things to do as well. Thank you so much for reading! As always review and GOD bless (even if you don't review)!