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Without further ado, I present to you Chapter 8

~A Glimpse of Spring~

~Susan's POV~

Father Christmas was really right there, in front of my eyes, and I just stood there pursing my lips. This was crazy. Insane! I couldn't believe it! He couldn't possibly be real! He just couldn't!

"Look I've believed everything since I've gotten here, but this," Peter tried to speak but was at a loss for words. "We really thought you were the witch."

Father Christmas nodded. "Yes, sorry about that. But, uh, in my defense, I've been driving one of these longer than the witch."

Suddenly I remembered what Mrs. Beaver had said about there being no Christmas in Narnia. "I thought there was no Christmas in Narnia."

"No, for a long time. The hope you have brought with you, Your Majesties, is finally starting to weaken the witch's powers. But still, I think you could do with these," he pulled out a huge bag, laughing.

Lucy looked at us in exhilaration then gasped. "Presents!"

Santa crouched to Lucy's level with a bottle in his hand. "The juice from a fire flower. One drop will cure any injury," he explained, then handed a dagger to her. "And I hope you never have to use this."

Lucy inspected her new dagger in admiration. She really had gotten a dagger? I started to wonder what the rest of us would get, if she got a dagger.

"Thank you, sir. I think I could be brave enough," she said, beaming.

"I'm sure you could. Battles are ugly affairs," he nodded in agreement then turned to look at me, conjuring a quiver of red tipped arrows and a bow. "Susan, trust in this bow and you shall not easily miss," he explained as I accepted the gift gracefully.

Then, he took out a lion shaped horn. "Though you don't seem to have a problem making yourself heard, blow on this and wherever you are, help will come."

I got a bow and arrow set, plus a magical horn that ensured my safety! They must really believe we could help them if we got magical weapons.

~Penelope's POV~

After Peter got his sword and shield, Father Christmas took out a cream cloak and handed it to me. "I believe it's time for you to get one of these, Mother."

I smiled at him but he held up the golden wand "As the queen of the nymphs and mother of nature you are granted this. Learn about your wand, and cherish it. You are stronger with it than without."

Holding it in my hands I felt a kind of warmth radiate from it and for some reason I felt calmer at much more in my element.

"And as the last thing, you will need this for your protection and defenses along with the Lord Chancellor," said Father Christmas. I blinked at a bracelet that was all gold with green emeralds in it, "When you are in danger a signal will be given to Blake and the same him to you."

Nodding to him as I listened intently, Blake stepped forward and received a bracelet identical to mine. He also got a sword, but his sword was quite different from what Peter's looked like. Blake's sword apparently called an 'arming sword'. It had a single-handed cruciform hilt and straight double-edged blade of around 30 inches, roughly. Father Christmas explained that the arming sword was overall a light, versatile weapon capable of both cut and thrust combat, and normally boasted excellent balance. It could serve as a common sidearm, a secondary weapon to long swords, the predominant type of sword that Peter was currently holding. So I guessed in that sense it was a little bit symbolic of Blake's position in relation to Peter's, since Peter was referred to as a King, yet Blake was the Lord Chancellor.

Once Santa left, Peter turned to all of us and spoke with seriousness in his tone. "He said winter was almost over. You know what that means. No more ice."

Blake grabbed my hand and we hurried through the snow trying to get to the river.

~Edmund's POV~

I looked around the White Witch's sleigh as I heard a wolf howl in the distance. I finally met Mr. Tumnus and I did believe he was everything Lucy had said he was.

Lucy. I missed her a lot already.

When the Witch denied me more Turkish Delights it finally sunk in what I had done. I had betrayed my whole family for sweets. For sweets! And now they were being hunted by her wolf police and if one of them had gotten hurt the fault would be on me. But Peter wouldn't let anything happen. He'd always been the big brother, and he'd keep us all safe.

That was just Peter. Even if he annoyed me and acted like he was our dad, Peter did protect us all. Especially when I had said hurtful things to them all. I felt I was a really terrible person right now. I longed for a chance to make it up to them, to compensate for my mistake in hope that they could see past my temporary selfishness, a moment of weakness, but if I couldn't even get out of this ice castle alive, if I couldn't ever even see my family again – I gulped at the thought of it.

The witch looked down to me as we heard the howls. When I looked away she smiled at me but I knew it wasn't genuine like I had thought it was. "You must really miss your family, Edmund."

I eyed her with both terror and detestation in my eyes but didn't say anything in reply. Of course I missed them, and she already knew. She was trying to torture me into it, I knew it. I could tell. But I wouldn't budge. I wouldn't give away where they were. I wasn't about to betray my family again.

~Blake's POV~

As we all ran along the river, Peter said to us urgently. "We need to cross now."

He then grabbed his sister's hands as Penelope held onto my coat. Suddenly Penelope gasped and shook my arm. "Blake, the wolves are coming. I can hear them."

I suspected she was being paranoid, until I heard the wolves in the distance.

Susan stopped behind us, "Wait. Shouldn't we just think about this?"

Peter turned around and I could tell Susan being smart wasn't helping him at all. "We don't have time to think, Susan. We've got to act, unless you want the wolves to get us all killed."

She jumped back as if someone had slapped her. "I was just trying to be realistic."

He shook his head as he held Lucy's hand tighter. "No. You're just trying to be smart. Like usual."

Pressing her lips together in anger, she sat there until a wolf was heard. I held onto Penelope as we started more down the slope, and by the time we were down at the bottom, we immediately moved across, but Mr. Beaver held his hand up.

"Maybe I should go first," he said, moving around and patting the ice, but it cracked at some spots.

Mrs. Beaver sighed. "You've been sneaking second helpings haven't you?"

Her husband just shrugged. "With your cooking, you never know when it's going to be your last."

I moved first, squeezing Penny's hand as we moved forward a little. "Come on Peter. We need to move now, just like you said."

We were about to take another step but when we spotted the wolves, we all took a sprint to get to the other side. Quickly a wolf jumped in front of me and Penelope let out a high pitched screech. He smirked at us viciously. "Hello, mother. Son of Adam, why don't you just hand her over to my queen? She can learn so much from her. They are the same."

I shook my head resolutely.

No.

No, she couldn't be the same as the witch. The witch was evil, and Penelope was the opposite of her. She was good and she was my queen.

~Penelope's POV~

I took a quick glance at Peter and saw that the leader of the wolves was patronizing him. I gulped as the wolf in front of me and Blake snarled at us and tried to bite me but quickly Blake pulled me back.

I heard something crack then. Gasping, I looked over to the frozen waterfall and saw the cracks appear. Blake knew what I meant. Suddenly he pulled out his sword and drew Peter's attention. "Look, Peter, that is going to explode in a minute. Come on."

Peter glanced at his siblings anxiously, and then he and Blake both drove their swords in the ice. Blake pulled me into his chest while he held onto his sword. "Hold on, okay?"

Nodding I curled closer to him but when the waterfall exploded with the freezing water we all went under until we came afloat. Then I noticed that Peter was only grabbing Lucy's coat, but not Lucy. I realized that she had slipped off. Blake let go of me for a moment to get a better grip on his sword. Taking the moment, I let go of the ice and followed Lucy down into the water.

Knowing she needed air, I grabbed her arm and pulled her up to the surface so that she could breathe. As she made her way back to the shore, I heard Susan screaming for us, but got distracted, and a strong wave pulled me back under. Spinning in circles, I looked around, and when I did bob up, I just felt really cold.

The next thing I noticed was Blake running around looking in the water screaming my name. Swimming towards him, he finally saw me and looked all kinds of relieved. And that was how I knew he cared. Smiling at him, I spoke. "You know, I just got my cloak and it's already wet."

Laughing he wrapped me in his fur coat. Susan approached us. Or approached me, specifically. "Penelope, I think you might want to see something that's yours."

That's mine? My wand was still on my back. My gaze rested on where her finger was pointing to, and I saw pink buds blooming on the trees that lined the river. Once I rose from the ground I touched the bud, and the tree sparkled and blossomed fully.

Mrs. Beaver smiled. "I don't think you'll be needing those coats anymore."

As we trekked through the woods Mr. Beaver spoke. "We're almost at Aslan's camp. There you can see Aslan and talk to him about getting your brother Edmund back. But, it's not going to be so easy. They're going to think he betrayed you."

Shaking my head, I spoke. "He didn't betray us."

Peter nodded. "She's right. He didn't. But now, we just need to get him back. That's all that matters. He's family to all of us."'

A snort came from behind me where Blake was. "Penny and I are family to you?"

Lucy and Susan just exchanged a look while smiling. "Of course. We're all family."

"We just need to get the last one of us, then we'd be a complete, proper family," I concluded.

With that we continued walking with our spirits high, knowing we would soon be meeting Aslan.

A/N: Hey everyone! Did you love this chapter ? I did of course lol! If you did or didnt just tell me why in the reviews! I love you all and I'll see you soon in Chapter 9!