Hey everyone I'm back again with this chapter its short and kind of an interude for the next chapter which i am having alot of fun writing so hopefully while not the best chapter i could have written it will keep u entertained until i finish the next chapter

Disclamier: Obviously Narnia doesn't belong to me do i look like a Genius? Didn't think so

Now for the reviewers...

JediMan: Thanx for the review! Though i guess you'll probs be more skepital after this chapter but thanx for the interest anyway i promise it does get better.

Morohtar: Thanx for the review! And what a review it was! My god thanx so much for all those tips i will keep them in mind though really they wont come into affect til chapter three as ive said this is kind of an interlude for my next chapter i thought it would be nice to post it as it flows into the next chapter. So until chapter three read on!

The White Witch's Spy

Chapter Two: Regret

I once again congratulate myself in being the reason Narnia remains under Her rule. This time though I have no excuse I knew it was wrong I've now seen what her rule has done to Narnia and it's people since Aslan left all that time ago but now I find its like an addiction I don't want to do it but I cannot be swayed from my path I am Her servant and her servant I will remain.

I hate Her I hate her more than anyone but I find myself doing her bidding though it almost rips me apart to be doing so.

I can't believe what I did today. I have done many things I am not proud of, many things that may be called evil but none were as evil as perhaps my actions today. I led the Secret Police to an innocent member of Narina. There is truly a reason I am the most hated being in the whole of the land. But I had to do it. I am bound to her. I cannot do any other than her bidding though I will always regret my actions.

I had to do it. They left me no choice how can one stand against Her? She is the most powerful in Narnia. What the Queen wants the Queen gets and though I might try and fight it that is the way my life is.

I watched out the window as they brought him back and I swore he had more power and strength than I will ever had. He stood against her will and never said a word. I know now that he is in the dungeons and what will befall him from there I do not know. What I do know is this is all my fault.

I turned away as he caught my eye and snarled. The Queen turned and smiled as she saw me watching. I wanted to die. I'm a traitor and that makes me the Queen's. I know she enjoys the power she has over me and one day I want to break free but I wonder if I will ever be strong enough.

Not so long ago I would have laughed at the thought of serving the winter the way many do but now I find myself doing exactly that. The mite of the Queen is nothing to be scoffed at and as the traitors are steadily caught I wonder why they fight.

It's been a long winter in Narnia and I can't understand why they would fight for something they have no control over. Of course I may fear the Queen and hate Her rule over me but I still fight. It is the same thing I wonder.

I see her come towards me, she's intent on making sure I carry out the next phase of the attack traitors are in her midst it would seem. I dread to wonder what she will make me do now.

No.

I won't.

I can't, I'm hurting the people I once called family where is the justice in this? Will this ever end?

And suddenly I realise why they fight the war I am no longer truly a part of. Because they want Freedom. Something most Narnia have never seen since the Winter came. And once again I am forced to see that I made the wrong choice and I know that when Aslan returns, because I know he will and deep down im sure the Queen does too then I will have to pay for my treatchry along with my crimes.

I pray that day comes soon before I have to do something even an evil being like me may not have the courage to do…