Okay! Not gone as long as last time. What a relief! Well, since I'm not getting anymore thoughts on my other question, how about your favorite quotes (or how you remember them said. Don't worry about word for word recounting)?
Edmund's nerves were getting to him. Peter had just finished explaining the events that had taken place; now it was time for Edmund to come forward and be declared legally alive, once again.
Peter would have to be acting judge since Edmund could not. They had decided earlier that Peter would also judge Ziddim's case, since Edmund was the main victim of his actions, but there would be a jury to decide his guilt.
"And now, I would like to call the first case of two cases that will be seen today." Peter's voice rang out as he commanded, "Allow him to come forth."
The large wood doors cracked in the middle and both sides were drawn apart as two Centaurs opened them, giving Edmund full view of the old courtroom where he had before spent so much of his time. He set off into a walk down the center isle, working his way to front of the room. Edmund refused to make eye contact with anybody other than his brother.
Avoiding gazes couldn't block out the voices, though. Little whispers could be heard all around him. One said, "Can it be?" Another, "So it's true." And still another said, "But he was dead!"
These, of course, were only the ones that could be heard. Edmund was sure that he would run off all together if he could hear the rest of what was said.
The short walk to the judge's chair seemed much longer than it really was. Edmund stopped before the large chair and looked into Peter's eyes. His brother smiled at him, then hardened his gaze as he looked back to the creatures in the courtroom.
"As you can see," Peter's spoke in an authority that only a king or a father could have. "My brother yet lives. We are here to pronounce this truth and to punish the one responsible for his disappearance. He shall give his personal testimony for you to hear and we will call forth witnesses to vouch for it."
Edmund said nothing, but various grunts of agreement could be heard resounding through the court room, accompanied by lingering whispers from the confused subjects
"Well, then. By law of Narnia and in the name of Aslan and his Great Father, The Emperor Across the Sea, I, High King Peter, pronounce King Edmund the Just legally living." Peter hit his gavel against the arm of his chair, finally declaring Edmund's life for all to hear and know.
Edmund smiled gently up at his brother who smiled back. He continued his silence, but have a slight nod of his head to thank Peter.
"Well, Dear Brother, would you kindly step aside so we may bring forward the accused?"
Edmund nodded again and stepped to the side of Peter's chair. The doors from which he had just entered opened once again to reveal the traitorous wolf. Ziddim growled and surely would have snarled if he wasn't muzzled. The minotaur that held the chain connected to Ziddim's steal collar pulled him forward. The creatures all gasped upon seeing who it was that was accused of such a horrific crime. Ziddim was well known around the kingdom as a friend; he frequently helped the locals with their problems or situations. How could such a dear friend be a traitor? Edmund had often wondered the same thing.
Upon arriving at the end of the rows of court pews, the minotaur brought Ziddim to the acused's stand and attached his chains to the metal loop in the stone floor.
The wolf's eyes - eyes that had once only looked on in kindness - stared right into Edmund with a hatred that could only be seen in the gaze of a great enemy. Edmund had never expected to see his friend this way. They had seen so much together; suspicion of betrayal had been non-existent in all of the years they served side by side.
"Edmund." Peter's voice drew him back to the moment. "Would you please take the witness stand?"
When Edmund looked up to his brother he saw the look in his eyes. Peter's eyes looked cautious, as if asking him if he was okay to continue. To be honest, Edmund had to ask himself the same question, but he nodded. To anybody else it looked like he was nodding to answer Peter's spoken question, but both brothers knew what the nod really meant.
Edmund stepped over the witness stand and sat in the chair behind it. He opened his mouth and spoke for the first time since entering the room. The jury - which consisted of many different animals - looked on in amazement at hearing the familiar voice.
"My name is Edmund Pevensie." He began, pausing only to take a look at all the faces before him. "Not so long ago, you all knew me as your king. You and everybody else in Narnia and even the rest of the world thought me dead. Well, I'm here to tell you the story of how I died..."