Week VII- September 17th, 1940
Peter: "This was the day that Susan, Edmund, Ivar, and Peridan came back from the ambassadorial trip to Calormen. The day that Kayla was captured. It was not the first time I had seen Ivar shed tears. The first time I saw that happen was when he heard the news that Denmark had surrendered to Germany. He didn't think it was possible. I didn't think it was either. The next time he cried was when the White Witch had turned the lioness form of Kayla into stone and she shattered to pieces. The rest of us cried then as well. But tears of sadness turned into tears of joy when we saw her on top of a hill. I don't know why exactly Ivar trusted me with his thoughts and feelings about Kayla. He could trust Edmund with that. Aslan for sure knew what was going on. But maybe he trusted me because We've been friends for ages. We're the same age. And maybe Ivar was still so used to Edmund being a prat, he knew I could keep my mouth shut. Ivar is my brother, and Kayla is my sister. The two of them never pressed marriage, except when Ivar told me he wanted to propose to Kayla, and asked for her hand. Who else could he ask?"
Ivar: "The only woman I have ever cried over. The. Only. Woman. I. Have. Ever. Cried. Over. I cried as I watched Rabadash plant his fists into her beautiful face. I cried when she didn't fight back. I cried when she couldn't get away. But instead of her shedding tears, she shed blood. She did not want us to suffer the same fate. But if I had the option to go back and make sure that she got on the boat to Cair Paravel and I was the one getting beaten, I would gladly do it. Terebinthia needs her more than Ettinsmoor and the Wild Lands of the North need me. But she gave me a goodbye kiss. Kayla, kissed me. Little old me. It was our first kiss, but not our last. I hope we are not only limited to three kisses. But she did tell me once that she would gladly go through all of that again, if anything to keep us safe. The things this family will do for each other have no limits whatsoever. At least none that I know of."
Susan: "I cried as much as Ivar did. If I had continued with my courtship with Rabadash, it would have been me getting beaten and whipped. And Kayla knew that. It would have been me getting beaten and whipped either way. Edmund told me that Rabadash was willing to drag me to the palace of Tashbaan by the hair of my head. I cried when I first saw Kayla's whip marks. I cried that I didn't listen to her. Why was I so naïve to think that Rabadash would be a good man? I knew the men of Calormen had a history of being cruel and evil, especially towards women. What made me think Rabadash would be any different? I've heard stories in his world of women being beaten t death because they could not have children. Did that happen to the women of Calormen as well? I wonder if that would have happened to me. Is having sons all a woman is good for? Living life as a single woman would be so much easier in Narnia than it would be here. Here, the words single woman mean cursed and a disappointment. In Narnia, the words could mean anything."
Kayla: "Better it was me than Peridan. Better it was me than Corin. Better it was me than Edmund. Better it was me than Susan. Better it was me than Ivar. I took the pain because someone had to. Sounds familiar right? how many kings stepped down from their thrones? How many lords have abandoned their homes? How many greats have become the least for me? And how many gods have poured out their hearts? To romance a world that has torn all apart? How many fathers gave up their sons for me? Only one did that for me. How many queens would give up their throne for another? I haven't even been crowned, but I am a queen. And if Susan and Lucy were to go through something evil like that again, I'll let my body be broken again. What are Momma and Daddy gonna say when they see the whip marks, cause they no doubt will. What am I gonna say to them? They ain't exactly gonna believe me when I say I got these scars in another world. It's a wonder how these scars carried over into this world. But I'm only a woman. I can take the pain. Did Jesus die for all creatures, or just mankind? Cause I am not pure human."
Edmund: "Kayla was in a dungeon cell, Ivar was too distraught, so it was up to me to be the cunning mind. Birds of a feather flock together, but for a short time, this bird had to fly alone. I remember Lucy saying she wished her cordial healed emotional wounds. Being of royal Terebinthian blood, I do have the power to read minds. I just wish I had the firepower that the queens and princesses do. But the trait is carried through me, so if I was to ever have a daughter, she would have the ability of firepower. I remember when Conláed was walking through the camp after the battle of Anvard, looking for his dear sister, as he called her. He recognized me on the spot. It took a lot of physical strength to keep Ivar from killing him. I was tempted to let him do it, but what good would that do? Ettinsmoor needed Ivar alive, and I don't think I could have kept Conláed's forces from killing him. We at least were able to keep Conláed from killing Kayla."
Lucy: "She wanted me to use my cordial on those who really needed it, as if she didn't. Ivar said she was fading, but she wanted her scars to remain. I guess as a reminder for what she would do for someone she cares about. She faced execution in Telmar for killing the crown prince for trying to violate me. But it's weird how Conláed would have sided with us if she had been executed and we would have wanted revenge. Conláed so desperately wants her to die by his hands and his hands only. I have to wonder if it was Conláed who poured the Atropa Belladonna nectar into Aunt Úna's glass of water. He no doubt poured it into Kayla's glass."