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Chapter Three
Aslan looked at the four Kings and Queens, and then he looked at the Doctor who was ambling towards them. He and the three Penvensies watched as Doctor Cornelius knelt beside Peter and took his wrist. What felt like an hour went by and then the Doctor's face which had been one of stony, sorrow was lit by a relieved smile.
"He isn't dead." He announced, the siblings looked at one another, they all wore smiles now. But then Susan who was always the practical one asked.
"But how can we save him? He might not be dead yet but he hasn't got long." Her smile faded, so did Doctor Cornelius's.
"Yes, I'm afraid her majesty is right, there's not much I can do after such blood loss. I'm sorry Your Majesty's." Edmund and Lucy stopped smiling too and Lucy started to play with the vial in her lap. Then it hit her, it seemed to hit Edmund as well since looked Lucy straight in the eye almost beaming, the cordial! Lucy hurriedly set to work, meanwhile Susan had realised too and she was explaining to Doctor Cornelius.
Lucy moved round to Peter's head and carefully lifted it and placed it on her knee, she uncorked her diamond bottle and poured three glistening drops into her brother's mouth. They all waited with baited breath, save Aslan who merely stood as he had since he arrived. It was a long silence, the rest of the two armies and Aslan's entourage included. Caspian and his old Nurse had slipped quietly up to the others, still locked in an embrace. Edmund thought back to something his mother had told him, a watched kettle never boils, Not a comforting thought. Finally after an age Peter finally stirred, his hand twitched and slowly his eyes opened, quickly closed and then opened again, adjusting to the light. Everyone cheered and Peter cracked a smile, managing to rasp,
"What's everyone so happy about?" the siblings laughed, as did Caspian and his nurse. The Doctor just chided the young King,
"You your Majesty, you gave us all quite a fright I must tell you. You young people…" and on he went. Meanwhile Peter was asking about the battle.
"Did you catch Miraz? Is everyone all right? How about you Ed? When did…" Edmund decided to cut him off.
"One question at a time. Firstly, no the coward fled after he found out they were losing. He left something behind though."
"What's that Ed?" Edmund smiled.
"Just his army." Peter grinned too.
"Is…"
"Yes, everyone's fine, the battle was really over when they saw the wood. The Dryads, Hamadryads and the Silvans gave them quite a scare." Peter nodded, put his hand over his brother's mouth and proceeded to ask, uninterrupted,
"When did you girls and Aslan arrive?"
"Just after the battle. Oh but Peter you really must rest properly, could on let's get back to Aslan's How."
"I must concur with Queen Lucy, let us be off." The Doctor and Lucy helped Peter to his feet then Susan took over from the Doctor and the three siblings headed back to Mound. Edmund lingered behind to deal with Miraz's army, he strode over to them and most of them looked at the teenage King, the others looked too when he spoke.
"You all have two choices, you may stay here and fight against the tyrant Miraz or you may go home to you're your families, you won't be judged, it's your choice. I recommend that you do not return to Miraz, unless of course you are willing to fight us again, all of us," he indicated to the Wood Folk. "The Choice is yours, but you must choose now." The army murmured and shuffled, slowly they slit into two groups one larger than the other. Edmund nodded.
"Those who wish to leave may do so now, but their weapons remain here. Those who are going to remain may pick up their weapons." The majority of the smaller group nearly ran off the battle field, but some switched groups and picked up their weapons. The Old Narnians collected up the remaining weapons and led the new soldiers off to Aslan's How. Only Edmund and Aslan himself remained. Edmund looked at the Lion, he was the same as he had been earlier on in the day and when he'd first met him.
"Son of Adam," Edmund looked at him. "Walk with me." And together the two of them started towards the resting place of the stone table.
"Son of Adam, I am proud of you, since your first visit to Narnia you have grown into a wise and just King, but I warn you now, Son of Adam. Your brother the High King, will not always be around, so it will fall to you to assume his duties if the occasion calls for it. Like you did today, I can tell he was also proud even though he has yet to hear the story in its entirety. But come let us not speak of this anymore and let us get back to the others." Edmund nodded and they continued on in silence.
TBC…
You didn't thing I was actually going to kill him did you? He's one of the best characters. But anyway hope you like the chapter and I'll hurry with the next.