Edmund
I was fighting a troll, trying to stab it, when something quite strange happened.
All of a sudden, every single creature that had been fighting for the White Witch turned into stone.
I looked around on my horse and spotted a very confused-looking Lucy. There must be something going on in the castle, I realized.
I ran to Lucy, almost crashing into her.
"Edmund!" She started. "Are you alright? Any battle wounds?"
"I'm fine, Lu, but we need to go to the castle, I have a feeling something's happening there."
"All right, we need Peter, and Selene would never forgive us if we left her out." She said.
They weren't too hard to find, it turns out they had been fighting together.
We all rushed into the wood. It was dark and sinister in it, much like the rest of the island.
"Look, two different sets of footprints!" I noticed. "They lead to the castle."
We went through the already-open double doors, and then ran through a corridor. I truly hadn't expected what was there.
Susan, kneeling over the body of a broken girl.
I saw Caspian, unconscious, at one side of the throne room. In the middle, kneeling in a pool of blood, was Susan.
I walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. She looked up, seeming a bit surprised but not opening her mouth. She pointed at the body at her feet and I recognized her.
Devon.
"Susan, what happened?" I asked while Selene and Lucy were healing Caspian.
"Devon is- was the daughter of the Witch." I gasped in surprise. How could it be? "The Witch told me that Devon was the one that had brought her back to life, which meant that if Devon died, the Witch would die, too. She was about to kill, me, but then, Devon shielded me, sacrificing herself to save me and Narnia." She explained. Caspian had walked to us, putting his arms around Susan.
"She was a true hero." Caspian said.
"She- she wanted me to tell you how very sorry she was for having betrayed you." Susan said. Hurt was written clearly on Caspian's face.
"We'll bury her in Narnia, tell everyone her tale: the girl that saved Narnia." He suggested. Susan nodded, then looked down and stood up.
"We should go." She said.
"I'll carry her." I offered. I knew I wasn't the strongest, but Selene had told me that Peter almost died and Su needed some time.
Selene took Peter's hand and I knew that something has happened between them. My friends tell me I'm too good at reading people-
I'm not, I'm just highly logical, which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others outlook.
"I have to go heal anyone that may still be alive." Lucy said and took off into the wood. The rest of us preceded slowly, our heads hung low. I was in the front, carrying the limp body of a brave girl.
When we got to the battlefield, mostly everyone had been cured. A fair bit of people had died, though. Thankfully, it was no one we knew. They would all be given First-class bravery medals and would receive the proper funeral in Calormen or Narnia. We got on the ship again, but there was no party this time. Just silence except for the calming sound of the waves as we travelled oversea. I went to my quarters, because that's where I go when I want to think. I wanted to think about Devon, and how wrong we'd been about her.
First, we thought she was weak, and was a lag in our brave quest.
Then, we thought she was a heartless girl undercover for her mother.
It turns out she was neither.
Devon could have stayed loyal to her mom and have us all slaughtered. Instead, she sacrificed herself to save the lives of people she hated. I just don't know one thing: who did she hate more; us, or her mother.
I thought I shouldn't ponder it so; after all, we were going home.