Chapter 2
Never before had she expected fate to drop such a precious gift into her lap. And not just any gift…a prophesied, Narnian KING with unfortunate memory loss…or else, Jadis thought, quite fortunate indeed. She walked silently to the edge of the room's balcony, which gave her a fantastic view of the slowly-thawing Narnia, and hissed. Everywhere she looked, every sound she heard cried and shook with an intense longing, screaming for the prophesy to come to pass. Oh, how she loathed this land and all of its foolish creatures…but most of all, it was the great Lion himself which she despised the most. For generations, she had ruled from her ice castle without fear of Him…but now, all of her dark peace was lost. Her dreams were shattering before her eyes, and only one strand of hope was holding them all together.
Her Prince Edmund of Narnia.
If she could just keep him under her power for long enough, possibly make him forget his true self forever, then she will have stopped those dreaded ancient words from coming to her mind's eye, she could imagine the expressions of his siblings as they discovered her control over him just as clearly as she could feel the smile upon her lips as he slaughtered them one by one…
She giggled, and for the first time since receiving word of humans in Narnia, she began to feel an ounce of dark, bubbling, hope.