The Swords of Aslan

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Lucy stood beside the table in the Royal State Cabin and continued to stare at the knife, as she had for the past few weeks. Edmund meanwhile, remained calm and studied a book for answers nearby. "This is so frustrating!" She exclaimed. "I have gone through every single book in this room and I have been searching for even the slightest clue on this dagger ever since we got ahold of it and yet, I have no answers!"

"Calm down, Lu," Edmund squeezed her shoulder. "Maybe you are looking for it in the wrong place."

"What do you mean?"

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"What do you mean?"

"Maybe not everything is in the riddle, or the dagger, for that matter." He turned a page of the book.

"Where else would it be?" She shut the book close beside her, frustrated more at herself than the book.

"You're clearly stressed, Do you want to spar with me?" He asked, getting up and unsheathing his sword, well Pete's sword. "I'll even let you use his sword, I know I have been...keeping it in sight," he laughed, taking another sword off the wall.

"You need to give it back to Peter at some point-" Lucy started but found that her brother wasn't listening. He was staring wide-eyed at the two swords in his hands. "Edmund, is everything-"

"Ssh!" His face then lit up, he had thought of something. "Lu, I need the other swords," he hastily picked them up.

"But why?"

"Please help me carry them onto the deck. This is something that everyone simply must see. And bring Caspian, Peter and Susan, will you?"

"Okay..."

The Pevensies set the swords onto a table on the top deck. "Edmund, what is this about?" Peter asked as he, Caspian and Susan had been dragged by Lucy to the main deck.

"Peter," Lucy shushed him. "Edmund is in his thinking phase."

"So? Why-" Caspian started.

"Shh!" All three Pevensies said at the same time and seeing that it might have been rude, Susan whispered in his ear, "Caspian, never talk when Edmund is in his thinking phase. Trust me, I learned the hard way what happens."

He turned to her to say something but she just held a figure up to her lips, signaling him to stay silent

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He turned to her to say something but she just held a figure up to her lips, signaling him to stay silent.

Watching Edmund in his 'phase' was fascinating. Watching him mumble to himself, rearranging the swords in a specific order. As each sword was placed correctly, it sparked blue for a split second. This was so close to something big and everyone could feel it.

He pulled off Rhindon from his belt and placed it under the swords. It glowed too as he backed up and jumped for joy. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Take that Camus!" He looked over to see the others with confused expressions. "Well, don't just stand there! Come look! It is Aslan's poem!"

The others were astonished, each sword's inscription had a line from his poem on it

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The others were astonished, each sword's inscription had a line from his poem on it.

"Wrong will be right," from the inscription on the sword from the Dark Island.

"when Aslan comes in sight," from the sword from the Lone Island.

"At the sound of his roar," from the sword from the Table.

"sorrows will be no more." from the sword from Dragon Island.

"When he bares his teeth," from the second sword from the Table.

"Winter meets its death." from the third sword.

And finally, Rhindon's inscription, "When he shakes his mane, there shall be spring again."

"But what does this mean?" Susan asked, looking to Edmund for an answer.

"It means that these swords need to be together in the holy place of Aslan."

"Aslan's table," Lucy whispered loud enough for only them to hear.

"Exactly! We have to take these swords to Aslan's table to defeat Camus."

"Men!" Caspian shouted. "Stir the ship to Ramandu's island. We have an enemy to defeat."

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