Emily shakily arose to her feet. As soon as she put pressure on her right ankle she fell over. It was broken beneath the shackle she wore. Her back sizzled from the welts on it when she hit the floor. Her vision blurred. She rolled over to her left side and lay there a moment.
She fumbled for the rock she had picked up as she was being brought in. It had taken near all night to sharpen it. She picked it up and began beating the ice that held the base of her shackles.
After about twenty minutes she had broke enough ice to wedge the rock next to the base. She began trying to pull out the base. It took near all her strength but it was coming loose. Inch by inch. Minute by minute. She would work on getting it off her ankle when she got out. She fell backwards as it finally came out.
"Ow.." she muttered as it finally came out of the ice wall. She began crawled over to the whole in the wall. It was the cell that once held Mr. Tumnus. It had yet to be filled so therefore the bars were not shut. She silently pulled herself to her feet and limped out.
She looked around quickly making sure no one saw her. She had limped her way towards a windows. She had fiddled with the lock a moment and opened it. She, being an expert at climbing out windows at her aunts house, crawled out safely and quietly.
Peter sat at the stream washing his face. The cold water was a wake up he wasn't used to. He knelt by it looking at his sleepy expression in the water. Why do I feel so tired? he asked himself. He had slept but he hadn't slept soundly. Susan had to come in and wake him up for he was screaming in his sleep. His muscles ached. His eyes were heavy.
He walked back to the tent to put his armor on. As he finished tightening his belt he sat down on the bed rubbing his eyes.
Susan came in holding her bow. Her arrow case slung over her shoulder. "Are you alright Peter?" she asked. She sat down next to him.
" I want you and Lucy to stay here while Edmund and I go to the stone table. Alright?" he said.
"Why, Peter?" Susan asked.
"Please just stay here. I don't anyone else getting captured. I don't want you and Lucy to get hurt." he said turning to look at her.
"But Peter we have as much as right as you do to go there. We want our niece back as much as you do." she said.
"Please Susan." he begged.
"Peter you don't have to be big and strong and noble when it's just us. Tell me what's wrong." she said.
"I'm just tired and upset. Devastated really. I can't lose her too. Losing Amelia nearly killed me. I can't lose the only thing I have left in this world to live for." he said," Emily is my life. "
"I 'm aware of that Peter. And Daniel is the most important thing in my life. I would be devastated too if something were to happen to him. But right now you need to be strong. You need to have faith. That 's what'll bring Emmy back" she said. She rubbed his back. Peter looked at her. "You sound like Mum." he said.
"Just practicing I guess." she said with a slight grin.
"Susan are you-" he asked.
She nodded. He hugged her. "Don't tell Edmund or Lucy yet. Ok?" she said.
"Ok," he promised, "Now your definitely not going now."
" I know. Lucy wants to go . And I wanted to give Emmy my bow. I mean she was the girl's champion in archery." Susan said. She loved to brag a lot on her niece's academics. And her niece did reclaim the trophy to a Pevensie. Susan was the last Pevensie to take it.
" But it says SP on it." Peter said.
"Not anymore. I got a pixie to change it." she said showing Peter the new EP on it.
"And knowing you I only expect her to use it when she really needs it." she said.
Peter smiled." You know me way too well."