Edmund woke up again. He couldn't sleep tonight and he knew why. He looked over to see that Peter was not in his bed. He got up, strapped on his sword and went outside. Peter was standing there looking in the direction of Dunlar even though it was too far away to see.

"You cannot sleep either," Edmund said. It was more of a statement than a question.

"I am worried about Lucy," Peter said.

"I know. I am as well," Edmund sighed. He scanned the countryside almost hoping that he would see Lucy. He thought he saw something by a tree in the distance.

"Peter, do you see something over there?" Edmund asked.

"Where?"

"By that large tree to the right." Edmund pointed

Peter squinted, then his eyes widened. "It looks like a wolf!"

The wolf suddenly darted off toward Dunlar.

"Orious!" Peter cried. "There is a wolf that was over there that went toward Dunlar, you must catch him!"

Orious had galloped off before Peter even finished. Peter and Edmund held their breath that Orious would catch him. It was doubtful because the wolf was so far ahead. Ten minutes later Orious came back empty handed.

"I am sorry your majesties. He made it to Dunlar and I lost him."

Peter ran his hand through his hair. "They know we are here now. Awaken the troops. There may be a fight. I only hope that they do not discover Lucy."

xxxxx

It was time, finally. Lucy tried to move the bedside table over to the window quietly. It wasn't quite tall enough so she moved the wardrobe as well and then used the table as a step to get on top of the wardrobe. She pried the old window open and crawled out. Luckily the tavern and inn was on the edge of the town and she snuck off easily. She snuck around the building and stopped when she saw someone walk by. She stood against the building and waited for him to leave. She quickly ran across the street to the one that she had walked down earlier when the man had stopped her. She went down the road quickly running from one hiding spot to another. She kept going until she ran across a large warehouse. There was something going on inside. She peeked around the door and that is when she saw them. Hags, werewolves, Minotaurs, ankle slicers, wolves, and others that had fought for the witch were standing there around a campfire in the middle. This was all the proof she needed. She went back up the street. She had done it. She had found them and gotten away, almost. She was so close that she was sure that she would make it the rest of the way. She got to the end of the street and then her face went white. A wolf was running toward her. He saw her.

"What have we here?" He snarled.

"I was just sleepwalking. I do that when I am in places I do not know. I should get back to the Inn. Bye," she said and hoped that he bought it. No such luck.

He jumped in front of her. "Not so fast. I don't think I believe you. You were spying on us. I am afraid that you cannot leave now. You know too much."

Lucy started to run. The wolf howled and then charged after her. The road to the warehouse was not long and the others would be along shortly. Her adrenalin pumped. She looked behind and the wolf was on her heels. She reached for her horn, but dropped it in her haste. She was at the gate. The wolf grabbed her and she fell. She drew her dagger and stabbed him. He was not expecting that and was unprepared. She pushed his body off of her and tired to get her dagger, but there was no time. She got up to run again. She was slower now because he had bit her heel and it was bleeding a lot. She didn't know where she was going, just away from here. She saw a river and ran through it. She hoped that she could get far enough away and the wolves would lose her scent as the river washed it away. She rounded a corner and saw a small cave. She quickly hid inside. It was a small cave, but it was also less obvious to see. She had looked for caves along the shores of Cair Paravel and it helped her now. With her injured ankle, she would not get much farther. She tried to silence her breathing.

"Where did she go?" one of the hags asked.

"I do not know, but she cannot have gotten far. Let's go!" one of the Minotaur said.

Lucy breathed a sigh of relief. They were going past. She just had to wait until they got past her hideout and then she could find the camp. They were almost gone. Then the hag in the back looked toward the cave. Lucy moved back into the darkness and then sat still. The hag crawled through the small opening and stood above Lucy holding her torch.

"You really thought you could hide from us? How naïve." She raised her club and everything went black.

xxxxx

The troops were ready very quickly. They all knew what was at stake tonight. Peter had sent out a team of scouts. Secrecy was no longer something to concern themselves with. Now they had only to wait for a location.

"Your Majesties!" a leopard called out as he ran up to Peter and Edmund. "I saw them along the river!"

"Thank you, Leonin," Peter said. "Company, move out!"

The Narnian army moved out with amazing speed and raced for the river, following Leonin. They quickly found them and a battle ensued. The Narnians immediately got the upper hand and the remnant fled back toward the city. The Narnians pursued. They ran through the gates, leaving the guards at a loss of what to do. Peter and Edmund fought side by side and often back to back. The battle was almost over. Edmund was battling a hag and went in for the kill when she laughed.

"Why in the world would you be laughing?" Edmund asked.

"Unlike the others I recognized the girl who was spying on us," she said.

Edmund's face went white.

"That's right, you may have finally defeated us, but I have killed your sister. So, you haven't really won this…"

Edmund silenced her with his sword. "Peter!"

Peter turned around quickly. "What is it Ed?"

"She says that she killed Lucy."

xxxxx

They searched for Lucy, hoping against hope that she was alive, but they didn't find her. After a couple years, they gave up hope that they would ever see her alive again this side of Aslan's country.