𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒, 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖾

Chapter 9: Aslan's Camp

~3rd Person P.O.V.~

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

They all walk through the snowy forest, their gazes stopping on a tree that had flowers showing on it.

Winter was coming to an end.

~

The four kids all took off their coats, throwing them on some logs before walking off again, leaving them behind while the snow around them started to melt.

~

The Pevensie's, Y/n, and the beavers soon make it to Aslan's camp. Peter and Y/n gripped each other's hand. Despite how the weather was getting more warm, Y/n was still ice cold, and Peter noticed.

In the back of the group, walked Lucy. Her gaze stopped on some flowers that were flying in the air, soon changing it's appearance into a person, then waving at the girl. Lucy smiles waving back before catching up with the others.

As they walk through the camp, passing many centaurs, jaguars, horses, many magical creatures, they all stare at them, whispering to one another.

"Why are they all staring at us?" Susan asks.

"Maybe they think you look funny." Lucy comments, giggling. Y/n giggles as Peter smiles while Susan shakes her head, rolling her eyes at her sister.

Mrs. Beaver plays with her fur, wanting to look nice. 

"Oi, stop fussing. You look lovely." Beaver states, stopping her.

They soon make it to the front of the camp, standing outside a big tent. Staring at a centaur, Peter unsheathes his sword before raising it.

"We have come to see Aslan." He states.

The centaur tears his gaze away from them and moves it to the tent, the four kids following. Just then, everyone behind them starts to bow, making them glance around in confusion, just as a lion slowly walks out of the tent. Sharing a glance with Peter, they all follow everyone's lead, kneeling down and bowing to the lion, Aslan.

"Welcome, Peter, Son of Adam." He speaks. "Welcome, Y/n, Susan, and Lucy, Daughters of Eve. And welcome to you, Beavers. You have my thanks. But where is the fifth?"

They stand up as Peter answers. "That's why we're here, sir. We need your help."

"We had a little trouble along the way." Y/n informs.

"Our brother's been captured by the White Witch." Peter then says.

At the mention of the Witch, Aslan glances to Y/n before speaking. "Captured? How could this happen?"

"He betrayed them, Your Majesty." Beaver speaks.

"Then he has betrayed us all!" The centaur speaks up.

"Peace, Oreius." Aslan speaks calmly. "I'm sure there're an explanation."

"It's my fault, really." Peter admits. "I was too hard on him."

Susan puts his hand on his shoulder. "We all were."

"Sir, he's our brother." Lucy says in a small voice.

"I know, dear one. But that only makes the betrayal all the worse." They turn and look at him. "This may be harder than you think."

~

Y/n, Susan, and Lucy all changed into some dresses. Walking out of their shared tent, the three girls saw Aslan walking towards them.

"May I speak with Y/n?" Susan and Lucy nodded, then saying a goodbye to the e/c eyed girl.