The fleeing of the Beavers and the other three siblings was brought to Jadis' notice by Maugrim because nobody else had the guts to talk to her. Jadis became even more furious after finding Robin missing. "That ruddy bird is out there somewhere and I don't have the magic to capture her once again! Oh how I wish- Take out the sleigh! If we are not able to capture them here, we will slay them down before they reach the Stone Table."
Robin felt herself falling asleep because nothing had happened in the past few hours, except for Ginnabrik throwing a plate of stale bread at the boy. Edmund - that was his name, and she had learnt it. It was a fantastic one according to her. She remembered names only in the back of her mind. They were fading hazes to her, which made her keep on repeating them as and when she came across them.
Edmund. Edmund. Edmund. Edmund. She had learnt his name and it was better to not call him "young boy" anymore. They were the same age in a way, after all.
The creaking of the frozen iron gates made her wake straight up and look directly through the bars on the sill. Ginarrbrik pulled Edmund up and put a knife to his back, making him walk out of the dungeon. Robin didn't know where they were going and was getting worried as the water continued to drip on her. She heard the bashing of the front gates and when she flew to see what was going on, she shrieked out.
The White Witch was on her sled along with the human, which only made the bird even more concerned because he was sitting on the foot of the sled with nothing to keep him warm, while Jadis wore her white fur coat comfortably.
She started to follow them at a safe distance, only as a companion and a support to Edmund. She couldn't have anything happen to him under her watch. Not that she could do much if he was in danger as a bird, but Robin could feel content if she could see that he was safe rather than worrying about it by waiting at the castle.
She sang occasionally in a low tune and though she did not know about it at that time, Edmund could listen to her. Her voice was a sound of hope to him, a vision of a better future and the dream of seeing his family once again.
Once the spell of the eternal winter broke, Jadis' powers started to slow down and Edmund was rescued by the Narnian army. Robin cried with joy when centaurs and cheetahs stormed the Witch's camp. She couldn't bear to see him push the sled from the mud just to please Jadis.
She followed the Narnians and stayed close to Aslan's Camp. She had seen him from a distance, talking to Edmund and she heard from the other birds about how He had forgiven the boy. She was a silent spectator lost to time.
On the night of Jadis' appeal, she was awoken by the rustling of Edmund's sister's tent. The two sisters walked out with their battle armour and were following someone into the woods. Robin, not wanting to do so but out of service, brushed the sleep out of her eyes and followed the sisters.
The unexpected fell upon everyone when Jadis drove the enchanted blade into Aslan, shaking the two girls and one half-human half-bird to their souls. Once the last creature in Jadis' army left the Stone Table, the two girls walked discontently towards the body of the King.
Only one thing entered Robin's mind to relieve her pain and so, she started to sing. Lucy and Susan were startled by it at first because it had been silent for hours, but the song started to be sung by other birds and that was a symbol of unity. They didn't lose hope.
Word was sent back to the camp via the naiads and everybody was ready for battle the next morning. Once Aslan was back, Robin knew that her work was done and hence, she flew towards the forest. She couldn't bear to fly to Beruna and see the brutal killings. She sat down by the river and swayed to its tune, wondering about life when something happened. She felt strange and different as she lost the ability to breathe for a second. She was growing and she was seeing straight.
"What?" She whispered, hearing her own voice for the first time.
She touched her face and her head. Hair, she knew. She looked at her arms and at the white dress that she was wearing. She was muddy and her hands were shaking, the joints with a new feeling to them. She looked at her toes next and wondered if she could move them and when they did, she laughed for the first time. She looked at herself at the flowing water.
"Thank....you....Aslan."
She was happy with how she sounded. She laughed heartily, knowing that no matter how much ever they told her otherwise, she was a human. She was a girl and she was alive. She stood up with great difficulty, her feet getting used to standing on their own. She stumbled several times and fell into the water but that didn't matter. She was human again.
She rushed to the forest and touched the trunks of the trees with her hands. The feeling was absolutely heart-contenting. She was seeing a beauty that she had forgotten before. Her bare feet were walking on moss and weeds. The crunching of the branches was very amusing.
Then, she remembered something from the deepest parts of her mind. Tears filled her eyes and fell down her cheeks. She touched them and sat down on her knees. She touched the bare ground and then her face. She was herself.
She remembered fading voices from when she was a baby, which was a side effect of the magic. She knew everything since her birth till that day. She remembered her mother's smile and warmth, her father's embrace and their love for each other. She could clearly listen to their voices and see them when she closed her eyes.
"Who are you?" A voice broke the silence, making her turn around in shock.
YOU ARE READING
Metamorphosis || Edmund Pevensie
Fanfiction{BOOK 2/5 The Legacy Saga} {PREQUEL to The Lost Legacy} Long long before Jonathan's nose broke, two baby girls were born in another land, only a few months after each other. The younger one was going to rule all the lands one day and maybe marry a g...
