The witch turned to face Kardia once Edmund and the wolves had left the room, and smiled sadistically.
'Now, what's you're name again young daughter of eve?' Kardia looked down.
'K...Kardia your majesty.' she added. The witch chuckled. 'Kardia' she drawled. 'Come here. Come here now.' she demanded.
Kardia walked forward a few paces, her gaze still on the iced floor.
'Look at me when I am talking to you, child.' She barked. Kardia looked up immediately at the sound of the older woman's tone. 'Now, now, now' she whispered. 'What do we have here?'
The witch took hold of Kardias chin and moved it side to side. 'Are you willing to do my bidding? Or would you rather end up like little Edmund down there?' she pointed to a tunnel leading who knows where.
'What have you done with him?' Kardia asked forcefully, finding her voice.
The witch chuckled, 'don't you dare get sassy with me, girl. I could kill you in just one second so I wouldn't push me too it, eh?' she questioned. 'I believe you could be of some use to me. And It wouldn't do to have you dead just because you couldn't be a good little girl? Now shut up!' she barked again, slapping Kardias face, leaving a trail of blood on her cheek.
Kardia lifted her hand up to her face in shock. 'Now, you are to come with me. Lets go find your little friend.' The witch got up off her thrown and placed a cold hard hand on Kardias shoulder and pushed her hard towards the tunnel. 'Move!' the witch shouted.
Obeying, Kardia walked forwards, the witch's hand steering her around the icy cave.
As they reached the end of the tunnel, Kardia looked to her right to see 2 icy holes in the wall, in one of which Edmund sat - obviously freezing.
Kardia gasped and walked towards him, the witch pushing her in as well.
She sat beside Edmund, hugging her knees.
The queen turned to the cell beside them both, and glared at the person inside. Kardia followed her gaze and turned to find a human, with the legs of a goat. She gasped, never in her life had she seen such a thing. Suddenly realisation came over her, this must have been Mr Tumnus. The person Lucy had been going on about since before they even came to Narnia.
She was brought out of her thoughts by the voice of the White Witch. 'I'm leaving. I do not expect to hear a word.' she glared at the two children. 'From any of you!'
Once the Witch had disappeared from sight, Edmund turned to Kardia inspecting her cheek.
'Are.. You alright?' he whispered, tearing up. Kardia smiled slightly, hugging the scared boy.
'I'm fine, Ed. Come on, we'll be alright. Anyway, is there anything to eat in here? I'm starving?' she laughed.
He looked around 'Well, there's that' he pointed at some rock looking hard bread on a plate in the corner.
Kardia crawled over and took the plate into her hands. 'Well.. Here goes nothing' she laughed and took a bite. Not even five seconds after chewing, she coughed and spluttered spitting it out.
'I don't think so' she wheezed, while Edmund patted her back softly.
'Are you going to eat that?' a voice called. Looking over Kardia saw it was the faun, so she nodded and handed him the plate.
Taking it gratefully, he smiled and looked up.
'Mr.. Tumnus?' Edmund whispered.
Mr Tumnus stopped chewing on the bread, abruptly.
'You're Lucy Pevensies brother.' he stated.
'Im Edmund.' he corrected the faun, politely.
'Yes.. You have the same nose' the faun smiled, 'Edmund, your sister. Is she alright?'
Edmund frowned 'I don't know' he started to tear up again, making Kardia hug him closely in comfort.
Suddenly the sound of footsteps were heard, and the three of them went back to the positions they were in before the witch left the room.
Walking in, she glared at all of them.
'Do you know why you're here faun?' she drawled, pointing her long iced wand like stick at the man.
'Because I believe in a free Narnia!' He said, strongly. Kardia smiled at his bravery.
'You are here because they - ' she turned to look at the two children in the cell beside him now pointing her wand at them 'turned you in. For sweeties' she snarled.
The faun looked over to the two petrified children, in horror.
The witch sighed and looked over to an ogre like figure in the corner. 'Take him' she stared at the faun.
As directed, the ogre hammered down on Mr Tumnus' shackles, each whack came with a cry of pain making Edmund and Kardia cringe. Once the faun was dragged away the witch turned to the dwarf standing in the doorway. 'Ready my sleigh' she chuckled darkly 'these two miss their family'.
Running throughout the dark tunnel was hard for the 3 siblings, who had not accustomed to the darkness.
As Beaver stopped at the end abruptly, Peter stared down in confusion. 'Why didn't you bring a map?' he heard Mrs Beaver cry out.
'There wasn't any room next to the Jam!' Beaver huffed. Running back round the other way, Lucy tripped over a small mound of dirt on the floor. Going to pick herself up with some help from her brother she silenced everybody. Listening closely, a slight howl was heard at the other end of the hall.
'Their in the tunnel!' she whispered, horrified. Peter pulled up his little sister as quickly as he could, and followed the others as fast as he could go.
Beaver sighed in relief, finding a hole in the top - which led to his friend Badgers.
'Come on!' he cried, climbing up to be followed by the others.
Peter lifted Susan up, and once he made sure everyone was out he climbed up himself - hauling over a beer barrel to block the other entrance.
He sighed in relief once he realised it was over to be cut off by Beaver.
'He was my best mate!' he whispered, touching a stone statue.
'I'm so sorry, dear.' Mrs Beaver said softly, touching his shoulder.
Peter looked around at all the stone statues, it was hard to believe these were all living, breathing animals.
'This is what happens when you cross with the witch.' drawled a voice. Everyone's head turned to the place where the voice was heard, to see a fox. Susan's eyes widened as Beaver cried out.
'Get out of here, you traitor!' he cried, raising a fist.
'Woah, I'm one of the good guys!' the fox smirked, in defence.
'Well you look an awful lot like one of the bad ones!' Beaver snarled.
They were cut of by a close bark, and the moving of the barrel.
'Yes, well we can argue breading later. Get up in that tree. Now!' the fox cried.
Following his orders, the siblings and the beavers, climbed into the tree in horror as they watched the proceedings down below.
Well, I did it! Granted, its not very long - but ive sort of gotten over my writers block now.
The second part to this chapter was awful though, and I apologize but it was the best I could come up with in that period of time I had spare.
Sorry! But thank you for staying patient with me.
Tammie. ox