The image in front of me is what stopped my heart, and the icy, cold voice gave me chills up my spine. How could this have happened! She was dead!

"Come with me, Peter. I could help you, you know you need me. I could give you the power you need to save everyone. To be the hero, to be the High King of Narnia." The icy voice of the White Witch said. I was awestruck. She sounded as if she really wanted to help. Her glare was friendly and promising. She reached her hand out to me. Being honest, I was about to take her hand.

Then, she stopped wide eyed and screamed. The ice around her crumbled and she shattered, and there stood Edmund sword raised. I gasped and he looked at me. The emotions in his eyes were heart breaking. The disappointment, fear, worry, sadness, and disbelief all churning in his chocolate brown eyes. That's when I realized what I had almost done, and what I had almost done right in front of him.

"I know, you had it sorted." He said almost bitterly. He turned shakily and walked away without another word. At first, I was too stunned to react or do anything. What had I done? I almost made his nightmares come true. Then I ran. I ran to find Edmund. I found him in an empty cove a little ways down. His knees were to his chest and he was silently sobbing. I could see his shoulders heave and his slender frame shake.

"Edmund." I said softly He jumped a mile high.

"Peter." He whispered harshly. I went and sat down next to him.

"How are you?" I asked lamely. It was a dumb question, but I just wanted to him to tell me something.

"I'm fine." He shot back sarcastically. He turned his head away from me. My heart dropped.

"No, you're not." I muttered to him, putting my hand on his shivering shoulder. He twitched and turned to me. The anger was evident in his eyes. He stood and turned on me.

"Then what was the point of asking! Of course I'm not okay! Do I look okay, Peter! She was here. Here, Peter!" He yelled at me, and with that he collapsed and started to sob. My heart dropped and broke again. Why did I do all this to him? I didn't mean to. But that doesn't change the fact that I did this to him.

"Oh, Aslan Ed, I'm so so so sorry." I said to him. As if he couldn't take it anymore he flung himself onto me. I hadn't realized how big he had gotten, for I had almost fallen over. I wrapped my arms around him.

"Oh, Peter! She still haunts me! She was right over in there. She almost had you for REAL this time!" Edmund cried. He buried his head in my shoulder. I carefully and gently put him in my lap.

"It's okay. Shh I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you." I cooed to him. After a while he calmed down, and after such an emotional outbreak, Ed fell asleep. I smiled down at him and placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Peter." I turned my head to see Lucy standing at the entrance. She looked at me then to Edmund.

"What's the matter?" I asked her. Lucy came and sat down next to me. She absentmindedly started stroking Edmund's dark locks away from his eyes. She sighed.

"He has nightmares every night." She whispered to me. I looked at her shocked. Why haven't I been told about this?

"How do you know that?" I questioned her. She wiped away a single tear.

"He doesn't know, but he sometimes wakes me up. I see him thrashing and he mutters in his sleep." Lucy explained. I looked down at his sleeping face.

"What does he say?" I asked her. Lucy looked at me with many tears streaming down her face. I prayed to Aslan, whom I had lost faith in, to watch over them.

"He says sorry a lot, but he always begs for mercy. Almost like someone was hurting him. Like She was hurting him. Peter, it's awful!" Lucy told me, by now I was holding back tears. I glanced down at Edmund. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully for now. Even after all these years, Edmund never told anyone exactly what had transpired when he was in the Jadis's cruel grasp. We got a pretty good guess based on the state in which he was returned to us in.

"Lucy, why didn't anyone tell me?" I still couldn't believe no one told me. In Narnia I was the one to help Ed with his nightmares.

"Edmund wouldn't let us. He said that you shouldn't have to deal with his problems, and that you had your own to sort through." She explained bitterly. Us? Susan knew too? How come she didn't tell me?

"Why did he say that?" I said. Lucy looked at me expectantly.

"You weren't so happy about coming back to Narnia, and you never had time for us. You were always busy, and didn't like being with us. Edmund took it the worst out of all of us. Eventually, he just stopped trying. He told us we should leave you alone, but he always helped you when he thought you needed it. I had asked him why he gave up, and he told me it was because he remembered the look in your eyes from before Narnia. Only that they contained a glint from his as well. The angry with the world look to them" She told me. I was now silently sobbing. She came and hugged me, and I held her close.

"I'm so sorry, Lu. So sorry." I murmured into his shoulder.

"I knew you just needed something, but we waited and waited and still nothing. Ed was devastated. He thought he was going to lose you forever." She cried. She too fell asleep, and then I. I still couldn't shake the guilt that was slowly consuming me.

Was it really that I was too self-absorbed to see my younger siblings' pains and demons as well? I prayed not, but something told it was true.