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Lucy left the stone table quickly as she heard anger rise in Peter's voice. Caspian and Peter couldn't get along, but right now they had to work together to save Edmund. Lucy did seem to understand why Peter was so angry. It was Caspian's uncle who had caused so many problems.

Lucy stepped out of the How and walked to the ruins in the center where the gray stone pillars had fallen; she took a seat on one and looked towards the forest. She kept on wishing and praying that she would see Edmund walk out of the woods unhurt. But the chances seemed unlikely.

Footsteps approached from behind and Lucy turned to see Trufflehunter holding a small sword to bring to the warriors practicing in the fields. He paused and rested the sword in the grass and turned to the young queen, "How are you doing?" he asked shyly.

Lucy looked down at her small friend then back to the forest, "I would be better if Edmund were here," she stopped, "Much better."

"I think we all would, my young queen," Trufflehunter came around to the front where he could look at her clearly.

"I hope Aslan will save him again, it was easier that way," she sighed and rubbed a stray tear. Lucy had cried a lot since Edmund was captured. "He must be so alone."

Trufflehunter sat in front of her, "He couldn't be all alone. From what you have told me, Aslan would place someone by his side if he could not be there himself."

Lucy slid off the pillar she was resting on and sat in the grass so she could see the badger in the eye. "I know he will protect him. Aslan would never leave someone completely alone."

Trufflehunter patted her shoulder with his paw and turned when Lucy hugged him from behind. "Thank you for talking to me Trufflehunter." He picked up the sword, nodded, and went back towards the fields.

Lucy flipped over onto her back and remembered the morning they came home.

Lucy stepped out of the How as a horn sounded through the tunnels of the How. She turned quickly and left the young centaur she was walking with.

The soldiers emerged from the forest shadows and walked towards the How. Susan was riding on Glenstorm's back, she slid off gracefully and ran to Lucy wrapping her in a hug. Peter and Caspian led the troops with faces of anger and frustration.

Lucy noticed how the numbers had decreased by at least half from their already small army. Her mouth opened wide, she ran to where two soldiers had placed the DLF and she dropped the juice from her cordial into his mouth. He took a deep breath then sat up. Lucy let out a small sound of relief then turned to Peter, "What happened?"

"Ask him," Peter mumbled referring to Caspian.

"Me! You could have called it off there was still time!" Caspian shouted.

"You didn't stick to the plan!" Peter responded.

Caspian's face filled with anger. "If you called it off when we had the chance your brother would still be alive."

Edmund

"Where's Edmund?" Lucy demanded taking a step back in horror.

Peter lowered his head as Lucy's eyes filled with tears, "He didn't make it out."

Lucy began to sob as she turned and ran to Susan who wrapped her in a much needed hug. "He could have been captured, and if he was then we will find him. We always do." Susan whispered stroking her hair. "We always do."

Maria shifted once again as she tried to get comfortable in her room. She couldn't seem to sleep. There was too much on her mind for her to handle. Could she save Edmund? What kind of person was he father? Where did her loyalties lie?

It was almost morning and she needed some sleep. She had to go tomorrow night again. Edmund was counting on her.

Maria closed her eyes forcing herself to sleep. Where was her mother now?

The courtyard of the castle was filled with crowds of people mourning the death of a mother and friend. General Glozelle stood with his head held high and the weight of his newly appointment title of general on his shoulders. He stared at the coffin sitting at the end of the courtyard. Why did she leave me now? Glozelle felt people whisper comforting words as they stood around him.

"Your wife would be proud," Miraz spoke in his ear. "You should be to." As this conversation continued another person came into the courtyard.

A five year old girl holding, Helanna's hand. Helanna was the mother's best friend and she held the girl tightly. The girl's black curly hair was pulled back and dark flower was in her hand. The younger Maria stared curiously at the crowds of people who watched her as she walked toward her father in the center of the courtyard. Why were all these people here and watching her?

Helanna released Maria's hand as she strayed toward her father. Miraz took a step back allowing her to come closer. Maria was frightened by the large crowds and silence.

She tugged on her father's arm and asked, "Papa, I am scared. Where is Mommy?

This question took the man by surprise as he looked up not letting his daughter see him cry. He glanced down at her confused face then lifted his hand pointing to the coffin.

Glozelle lifted his head not wanting to see his daughter's heart break.

Maria understood and her face slowly dropped. She fell to the ground staring at the coffin in horror. "Mommy?" she asked. "Is she coming back?" her voice was small and weak. Glozelle simply shook his head unable to speak.

At first it was almost silent, "Mommy?" she asked and then small words came from her lips, "Come back."

Maria let out a loud cry screaming with tears already sliding down her face. "Mommy come back!" Heads turned as the girl threw down the flower and ran toward the direction of the coffin. "Mommy!" she cried. Some moved out of her way and other's attempted to stop her. Her screaming became loud and her small tears became large sobs.

Her breath was short and frantic. Maria came to a stop in front of the coffin and she stared in disbelief. Hands wrapped around her waist and the young child called out again. "Mommy come back!" As the hands lifted her she saw her mother in the coffin and she reached out to touch her. But she was yanked back and turned around. Helanna held the girl tightly.

"Maria please," she pleaded as she forced her way through the crowd. The child didn't become silent and her shrieking continued. As they passed General Glozelle he once again turned away. "We are still here," Helanna whispered words of comfort as she opened a door holding the shouting and weeping girl.

Maria shot up in her bed with fresh tears on her face. "Mommy," her voice was quiet and weak like it was nine year ago. "Where did you go, why did you leave?" she asked silently as visions of the funeral passed through her mind. Rubbing her temples Maria stood up and found a glass of water. Where is everyone when they are needed most?

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