Note: I sincerely apologize for the wait on this chapter. Please forgive me :). Well here is chapter 5! I'm going to try not drag this story out too much. I don't want it to be all too long. Right now I don't know which of my fics is going to be finished first. I suppose we shall see! Remember to review!

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Curse Of Beavers Dam Chapter 5 - Edmund Bait

Lucy stilled immediately upon hearing the voice. It had not occurred to her that someone else might be present.

"I cannot tell you exactly where you are, for you see, this is my secret, and thus a mystery to you." The young Queen listened, confused. Who was this person? Lucy struggled against the metal bindings keeping her down.

"Don't bother," the man's voice spoke again. "The only way to open them is with the key.. Which I hold." Lucy stopped, sighing deeply.

"What is it that you want?" she asked, feeling irritated and a little scared.

"Ah, that is a mystery, isn't it?" Lucy felt uncomfortable being in a room with a person she could not see but only hear.

"Who are you?" she asked this time, wanting some answers. Lucy heard the man move before he responded.

"Ah, another mystery. You see, there are a lot of mysteries here." Lucy felt like crying. What was going on? What had happened? Would she be here forever?

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"So what do we do?" Edmund asked, looking to his older brother for guidance. Peter felt the weight of it all very heavily upon his shoulders. He longed for Aslan to be with him, to help him know what to do.

"I- I suppose all that we can do now is wait.. I'm sure that there is a reason. We could also decide what to do at the palace." Edmund nodded, silently praying for his older brother.

"Riswood, please come council with me," Peter said, nodding to the centaur as he mounted his horse. Edmund stayed at the dam, as did Corin. The latter was searching Beavers house for the third time.

"Any luck?" Edmund asked, watching as the golden haired Prince stooped to leave the house. He shook his head sadly, then his face brightened.

"Hey," he said, arriving where Edmund stood. "I've got an idea." Edmund nodded, listening intently. "Maybe," he hesitated, probably not wanting to say something he would regret.

"Go on," Edmund said, listening once again. Corin sighed, then spoke.

"What if.. What if whoever is doing this..the ghost, what if he wants to pick off you.. The Kings and Queens..one by one." Edmund paled, hearing the truthfulness of Corin's words. Yes that would make much sense. Of course! Lucy was easy to take down. She was the youngest, the most vulnerable. Edmund was taken out of his thoughts when he realized Corin was speaking again.

"That would probably mean.." the younger boy trailed off, and Edmund finished the sentence for him.

"I'm next," he said matter of factually, with a bit of awe. Corin fidgeted uncomfortably. Then he once again spoke up.

"Or maybe me."

Edmund stared at him. "What do you mean?" he asked, unsure of what to think. The boy shrugged.

"Maybe this person wants Narnia and Archenland.. If that were the case, he could use Queen Lucy to get to you and the other monarchs, and me to get to my father." Edmund nodded in understanding.

"Corin, I think it's time we find out what's going on."

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Peter sat in the royal library, listening as Riswood spoke.

"There may be a prophecy of sorts somewhere in this library," the stately centaur said, pulling a book down from one of the shelves. "It may be that we should search in this Library. If we find it.. Maybe we will also find the source of the problem and the way to eliminate it." Peter nodded, and took a stack of books which Riswood handed him. Peter would do anything in his power to find his sister. Anything.

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"So we're going to do a stake out?" Corin asked, wrinkling his face in confusion. Edmund nodded.

"Exactly. I'm going to be the bait- see if they want me too. If I get captured your going to follow quietly," he emphasized on the word quietly as stealth was not Corins greatest skill. "Then," he continued, "You're going to go back to Peter and report where I was taken. Got it?" The prince nodded, crossing his arms, maybe to say that he wasn't a child and could follow orders?

"Now," Edmund whispered, unsure if "the ghost" was around. "Go hide." Corin frowned at him and began to speak,

"Princes don't h-" but Edmund cut him off, putting a finger over his lips. Then the King shooed him off, and the Prince grudgingly went.

Upon trying to choose a good hiding place, Corin found a tree which had many leaves which had good usefulness for concealing. The boy settled in with a sigh, sitting on a branch with enough of an area to view the just King who sat on the ground, whittling.

Corin sighed once again, leaning back. How long would this take? The prince sat there a few minutes waiting. Finally, maybe out of mere boredom he fell into a deep slumber. As much of slumber as you can have sitting in a tree that is.

Suddenly the boy woke with a start, immediately looking to see if King Edmund was still there. Corin sighed with relief when he saw the King who, incidentally had also fallen asleep. Then, out of no where a strange noise sounded.. Like a person moaning, crying out in pain. Apparently Edmund was quite a deep sleeper for he didn't move in the least. Corin was not so sure if the ghost wasn't real after all. These strange noises could convince him.

Suddenly, Corin was pulled backward out of the tree, his face covered so he couldn't cry out. Then the Prince saw darkness.

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Lucy saw the man for the first time when, for some reason, he decided to unlock her manacles. The man leaned down, but she couldn't see him very well as he was wearing a black robe and hood. However, there was something familiar about him to the young Queen. The man didn't speak as he lifted her off the ground and tied her hands together. Now Lucy looked around the place she had been kept in. It was all the rough stone, but there was a door with bars on it. There was a lantern hung from the ceiling which Lucy had not been able to see when she was lying down. Finally, the stranger unlocked the door and led her down a hallway, all made of the same gray stone. They arrived in a room with a table and chairs sat around it. The man pushed her down into one of these. For the first time since their first discussion, the man spoke.

"Queen Lucy The Valiant..of Narnia." he said, sitting in the chair across from the one she occupied. Lucy squirmed in her seat, a bit uncomfortable.

"Yes?" she replied. Before the man spoke more, another person burst into the room, carrying an unconscious Prince Corin.

"Oh!" Lucy cried, jumping up from her seat. " What did you do to him?" The young Queen had noticed the small trickle of blood flowing down the young Princes face.