Lucy rushed next to Thomas who was being taken back to Cair on a makeshift stretcher. Tree branches whipped at her face but she didn't care, her friends life was at stake. Upon arrival at he castle the queen rushed into her bed chamber, threw open the door and grabbed her gift from Father Christmas. She ran to the healing ward and found Thomas barely breathing on one of he cots. She tried to unscrew the stopper but she was crying so hard she could barely see. Finally she completed the task and gave him a drop. She waited for a couple of seconds and nothing happened, it normally worked by now. She started to panic when Peter came in and saw the scene.

"Have you given him any?" He asked as he sat down next to her and put a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"Its not working. I don't know what to do." She said between sobs, she leaned her face into his chest and cried.

"Maybe Mr Tummus knows something about Faun medicine." Peter suggested, hoping to comfort his little sister.

"If my cordial won't heal him than what will?" Lucy asked, she was distraught and felt as if she had already lost her best friend.

"I don't know."

"He did it in defense for me, he might die because he took the arrows intended for me. Why did he do it?" Her voice was slightly muffled from Peter's shirt but still distinguishable.

"Because he is honourable, courageous, sometimes stupid but always Aslan fearing." Edmund said as he and Susan came in. "He knows that you are Aslan's chosen and that it would be best for Narnia if you live, he did his duty, and if he does die, he will be remembered with the utmost honor. He died for you just like Aslan did for me."

"But Thomas won't come back like Aslan did, if he dies than he's gone."

A healer came in and pulled out the arrow heads and bandaged the wounds. Even the trained and experienced healer grimaced when he saw the wounds.

"I hate to tell you this your majesty but the wounds are infected, they most likely used some sort of poison coated arrows."

"The witch." Lucy said angrily. "It must be some sorcery, we must get Aslans help."

"We can't just call Aslan and He'll come, He's not a tame Lion." Edmund said, and because of the mention of Jadis he was quite pale.

"Maybe there's something in the library, something that can help us." Peter suggested.

Without saying a word Lucy darted our of the healing ward and towards the library. She ran in and started scanning the shelves. She pulled down five and sat down. Two Centuars came in and started helping. Long into the night they worked until they found something.

"I found something your majesty." A blonde Centuar said with blue eyes and with a Palomino horse coat. "It says here that the white witch once used a certain sickness to affect the minds of her victims. It says here that in order for it to work it must be lodged into the blood."

"How do you stop it?" Lucy asked.

"I haven't gotten that far your majesty but it does say that eventually the victim will go insane and lose all sense of honor, courage and virtue. Your friend will become a monster if we don't hurry." Lucy couldn't bare the thoughts of that happening to Thomas.

"How long will it take for the symptoms to take affect?"

"It all depends on the willpower of the victim. Some are said to go crazy in less then a minute after getting poisoned.

"Alright we should have plenty of time to find a cure, no one has more willpower than Thomas."

"Ah here it is your majesty, it says that..." His voice trailed off as he read the cure.

"What, what must I do?"

"One must find the sword of Healing in lantern waste." He started reading aloud to Lucy. "In a deep cave you will find it, hilt made of gold and blade of finest iron. Though not as it appears it is as light as a feather, perfectly weighted and always sharp. But be warned oh traveler, treacherous monsters lay in protection of this magnificent weapon. But mind you once it is used the sword will never again be able to heal. To heal the victim you must plunge the sword into his heart. The wound and sickness will heal and he will once again be sane."

"Prepare my horse. We must find that sword."

"Yes your majesty." The Centuar trotted off and Lucy went to the healing ward. Thomas lay motionless on the cots with his eyes shut. Upon seeing the queen the healer bowed and left. Lucy sat down next to him and whispered to him, tears dripping into his face.

"Just hold on, I'm going to find a cure." She clutched his hand and could've sworn that it squeezed back.

"Don't...it...not...worth...it..." Thomas wheezed. Lucy brought the hand to her face and held it against her cheek.

"You saved my life, it's my turn to save yours." And with that Lucy left the room and headed for the stables, not wanting to tell the others of what she was doing.

A few minutes later her and the Centuar who's name turns out to be Lightninghoof left Cair Paravel and started towards lantern waste. Lucy was equipped with a bow, her knife and a dagger. Lightninghoof had two Centuar swords a helmet and the map.

They reached lantern waste in two days and rested in a clearing that night. A fire was in the middle and they sat starring at it as if they could find the cure within the orange flames.

"Go to bed your majesty, I will keep watch."

Lucy smiled and did just that. She laid down and prayed to Aslan for guidance. A calm feeling came over her and she drifted off to sleep.

When she awoke Lightninghoof was eating some grass and a biscuit and two slices of bacon sat next to the fire. An already eaten off of plate was by where Lightninghoof sat so she at breakfast. After she was done Lightninghoof came over and they headed off. They came upon a clearing, the grass was up to her horse's stirrups.

"Be careful your highness, there might holes hidden in the grass." Lucy nodded and spurred her horse forward. When they reached the middle of the clearing they heard a howl, followed by many others.

"Run your highness!" Lightinghoof yelled as he unsheathed his swords and raced forward, Lucy did likewise. Wolves broke through the treeline and ran up alongside them, trying to get them. Lightinghoof sliced through one and grabbed another. Lucy's horse was spooked and running fast but Lightinghoof was known for his speed, hence the name. He literally ran circles around the youngest queen and killed any wolf the got close. None got anywhere near her, all falling under Lightinghoof's quick strikes. One latched onto his arm but he stabbed it through the next, it yelped and dropped to the floor, it's blood staining the grass. They reached the trees and and Lightinghoof sliced through the line of wolves set up to block their escape. The wolves already lost a good number of their pack and knew it would be better to retreat. They rushed through the trees and after they were sure they weren't being followed they came to a stop. Lucy hopped off her horse and started wrapping bandages around Lightinghoof's arm.

"We are being hunted your highness, it was no mere coincidence that they chased us."

"Well then, I suggest we get on our way and beat them there." Lucy said as she finished wrapping the centaur's arm. He nodded and they continued on their journey. They reached the cave at noon.

"You ready your majesty?" Lightninghoof asked as they stood by the cave entrance.

"For Thomas."

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