Chapter Seven: Betrayal and Failure

Adventuria's POV

I followed the Witch's sleigh silently. She had decided that she and the wolves split up to find the remaining Pevensies. Jadis was seated beside Edmund, who was bound by ropes.

I closed my eyes, letting my sixth sense guide me. So tired...

An image formed in my mind.

Lucy, Susan, Peter and two beavers were standing on a half frozen lake. Maugrim and his pack were surrounded around them.

But there was something else that caught my attention. Peter was holding a sword, its scabbard strapped around his hips, Susan had arrows,bow and what seemed to be a horn, whilst Lucy had a dagger and a bottle filled with some sort of red liquid.

Another image, from the past, flashed into my mind. It was a jolly man - Father Christmas.

I opened my eyes, still flying. Father Christmas...Jadis' power was weakening! I glanced at the Witch and examined her ice crown. Half of it had melted, showing to all that her power was decreasing. Less power, less of the crown. No power, and the crown goes with it.

I closed my eyes again.

Pevensies were looking around them in horror and Peter had his sword extended in front of himself at Maugrim.

"Give up, boy. You don't want anyone to get hurt, do you?" the wolf sneered.

Don't listen to him, Peter. I thought with my utmost concentration at the same time, praying to Aslan that Peter would hear my message through my magic. This was a worse case scenario. Stuck on thin ice, surrounded by a pack of blood thirsty wolves. One wrong move and your all dead.

There was a large cracking noise and I saw a crevice form between the three children and wolf. An idea popped into my mind.

Stab your sword into the ice and tell your siblings to hold on! Now! I was thinking furiously.

A look of surprise crossed Peter's face; he had heard my voice in his head. I saw him look down, plunging his sword into the ice, bringing him and his siblings on a wild ride.

The picture faded and I opened my eyes again, realizing that I was now perched on a branch. The White Witch was standing up, whilst Edmund had a look of fear on his face. I flew closer to hear what was going on and saw the Talking Fox. The very one that had lied to Jadis' secret police.

The Fox bowed saying, "Your Majesty."

I stood there, dumbstruck. Really, who's side was he on? What sort of game was she playing?

The Witch laughed. "Do you really think I'm silly enough to fall for that?"

The Fox laughed. "I'm not talking to you, Witch. I'm talking to him."

A look of rage crossed woman's frighteningly beautiful face and she raised her wand.

"NO!"

I nearly fell of the branch, when I realized who had yelled. The Witch stared at Edmund. "Now, what is it?" she asked, a fake smile curling on her lips.

"Don't do it. I'll tell you what you want,"

I felt my heart turn cold. No he couldn't...

"There's an army at the Stone Table or something. The Beavers were talking about it."

A look of disappointment crossed the Fox's face and I dread took over my heart. No. No! NO! Edmund had betrayed our secret!

"Well, that's nice...at least this fox can learn something...BEFORE HE DIES!" she roared.

And with that she turned Fox into a statue.

Edmund looked at Jadis in horror.

"Do you really think that telling the truth would keep me from killing him? Are you really as stupid as you look? I never keep my promises," She lauged evilly.

"Well, you have just told me the secret. You have betrayed Aslan and your siblings and trust me, they will never forgive you," she hissed in his face before giving him a vicious slap. Edmund gasped in pain.

Even if I disliked Edmund, that was the last straw. Besides, I needed to side track her from the rest.

I shape shifted back to myself and I was now sitting on the branch. "Jadis! Wohoo! Over here!" I called putting on a fake grin.

Jadis turned around, "Ah, come to watch Edmund's betrayal, have you?"

I continued smiling. "Oh Jadis, you shouldn't come to conclusions so quickly. Besides, who said Aslanand his siblings would never forgive him?"

"Ha! You shouldn't come to consequences so quickly either! You will be sorry when I kill you, I've made up my mind to kill all your friends first, right in front of you. Then, I'll torture you and kill you!"

I rolled my eyes, "Friends? I have no friends! Now maybe you shouldn't just dream and talk, Jadis. I was wondering, how come you haven't killed me yet? Chicken?"

I swung myself onto the ground, now covered in watery mush from the melting snow.

The White Witch raised her wand and cast her stone spell on me, but I ducked, drawing my sword at the same time. I ran towards her dodging her spells but I had forgotten something...Ginabrik, the Witch's Black Dwarf Servant. I felt a stabbing pain in my leg and I swerved around, at the same time use the flat side of my sword to whack the dwarf. I pulled out a dagger from my leg, and pain went through my whole leg. Darn, to deep to heal with my own magic.

Dwarf down, Witch to go.

But my disability made me falter and I couldn't fight. I didn't fight with strength, I was to small for that. I fought with agility and ability. At last I pushed the Witch's sword away and she staggered backwards.

I looked at Edmund. His eyes were full of regret and pity. He wasn't pitying himself though, he was pitying the fox.

Two words came out of my mouth. "I'm sorry..." I whispered, so quietly I, myself could barely hear it.

That's when I turned around and flew away.

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