Sorry for not updating sooner. Family issues get in the way but are really good for these kinds of things.
Edmund POV
We started at the arrow in shock.
"What the hell" Peter muttered under his breath. Suddenly I felt a presence behind us and whipped around, my hand reaching for the sword that wasn't there, but what I was met with was a surprise.
The great lion Aslan stood there. All around him the ice began to melt and when he began to walk towards us the ice melted more.
"Aslan" Susan said, and then we bowed to the lion.
"Raise my friends" we obliged and Aslan gave us a firm gaze.
"You will be going back to Narnia" Lucy let out an excited squeal and I saw Susan and Peter exchanged a glance, but the great lion still had that firm gaze.
"What's the problem?" I asked. The Great Lion looked at me and I felt unease wash over me.
"You are in great danger King Edmund the Just" there was a shocked gasp from my siblings but I just started at the lion waiting for more answers "it seems there is a heir to the White Witches throne"
"Who is it and where is he?" Peter asked stepping forward.
"It is a she" Aslan said I saw, from the conner of my eyes, Lucy and Susan exchange a glance "she was trained to kill Edmund. By whom I do not know but what I do know is that she has powers like those of the Witch and she seems to have been able to get her hands on the Frozen Stone"
"Frozen Stone?" Lucy asked. Aslan nodded his head.
"The Frozen Stone allows the wieldier to choose where to freeze and for how long. It can only be stopped if the wieldier is defeated in combat" Aslan told us in a grave tone.
"We will find her and we will take her down" Peter said stepping forward. The Great Lion gazed at us before nodding his great head.
"Yes, but I fear I will not be able to occupy you" I felt my breath catch in my throat "but I can send you back to Narnia" why couldn't Aslan come with us? Especially with this threat looming over my head.
"We understand" Peter said gravely. The Great Lion opened his jaws and roared a fierce roar, and then everything went dark.
I awoke to find myself in a grand bedroom under many sheets. I sat up slowly and found myself in the same room as the one I had during when we ruled. I glanced towards the window and nearly cowered into my bed frame. Outside was a snow storm blowing and it reminded me of the first time I came to Narnia.
There was a knock on my door and Lucy's head popped in.
"Ed, where having break feast in the dinning hall" she said before leaving me to get ready. I changed to a green tunic with silver buttons. There was a belt that held my sword and I put it on. I walked to the dinning room and found my siblings waiting for me.
Like me Peter was wearing his sword. Lucy had on an olive green dress and Susan was wearing a navy blue. They looked up when I entered and while they smiled warmly I saw a quick exchange between Peter and Susan.
"Good morning Edmund" Peter called. I nodded my head and sat next to him. The servants brought us platters of food which we ate hungrily. After that Peter gave me a firm gaze.
"Ed" he started "today I and a small band of fighters are going to the White Witches palace, but you will be staying here with the girls"
"What?" I exploded "Pete you know I need to be there"
"I am aware of that" Peter said calmly "but this heir is trying to kill you so I want you away from her as much as possible" I was so angry I stormed out of the dinning hall.
I walked through different hallways for a while then I stopped and leaned against a pillar. Past Byers averted there eyes and gave me space. I was grateful but still upset. Why did I have to stay behind? This heir was trying to kill me so it would make sense but I had a feeling I should be going, this all didn't make sense. I decided to go practice dueling and walked off not seeing the little snow white bird watching him.
-Break Line-
The little bird flew away from the window it had perched on and as it flew over the courtyard it saw King Peter getting ready to leave. But with the storm the little bird would get to the White Witches palace first. The bird flew quickly and sure until it zoomed into the palace throne room where the heir stood at the bottom step. The little bird, a wren, perched on her outstretched finger and the heir stroked her head.
"My little friend" the heir murmured "what have we seen today?" she asked. The bird melted in to water and then froze like a mirror. The heir watched as everything from Edmund's room to his break down in the hall play on the surface. Her lips twitched at the fact that they were coming. Her plan was going to be put into action very soon.
"What kind of heir are you?" an angry voice asked her from behind. The heir resisted the urge to sigh and instead turned around with a smile on his face.
"Ah my dear older sister how is our brother?" the heir looked over at the girl who stood before her. The girl wore a white fur coat smaller then the White Witches one but almost the same. She also had her blond hair in a tight bun and her blue eyes weren't as light and sharp as the heirs.
The girls lip twitched. "He is fine" she said stiffly "but you are not. You go to the other side and when your about to kill Kind Edmund you miss place your shot. Then you decide to come back here empty handed and with the fact that Aslan told them where to look, and about the frozen stone, and now there on there way here" she said all this without a breath. The heir did sigh this time.
"Lynn this is all apart of my plan" she said calmly.
"What plan?" she sneered "you are so useless I don't even know why mother chose you to be the heir to her throne"
"Maybe because out of the four of us, I am the smartest?" the heir joked but her sister wasn't pleased.
"Or maybe mother was choosing someone else but accidently chose you" her hand twitched towards the knife at her side "you're the youngest of us, you're the weakest, you're the most inexperienced fighter we ever had!" the heir growled a warning.
"That's enough" she said coldly. Her sister snorted.
"What are you going to do? Send me to exile?" the heir growled and the little snow wren turned back to its animal self and ruffled her feathers.
"Maybe I should" the heir hissed.
"Please you couldn't beat me in a duel" the heir's sister snorted. The heir growled again and in a flash had a dagger at her sister's throat. Her sister was so startled she stumbled backwards.
"Wha-How did you do that?" she asked outraged trying to reach her knife.
"Looking for something?" the heir held up her sister's knife "perhaps mom did choose the right person to be the heir"
"How dare you" he sister spat and suddenly wolves appeared from behind pillars.
"Step back" the heir ordered but the wolves continued to advance on her.
"Sorry sis but they aren't loyal to you" the heirs sister smiled "I am the new heir now"
"You can't do that" the heir spat.
"But" her sister leaned forward "I just did" the little wren flew off in a blink of an eye and the heir hissed as the wolves grabbed her clothe and pulled her outside of the palace. She was thrown out and in the distance she heard King Peter's group approaching. The heir looked one more time at the palace then turned and walked straight towards the company. After a few minutes she was suddenly surrounded by sword pints, notched arrows, and angry faces. Then King Peter rode up on a brown stallion.
"You are the heir to the White Witches throne?" he asked harshly.
"Yes" the heir said before she was tied up taken back to the palace.
Sadly this is the end of the chapter but the next one will be coming shortly. Please review.
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