" 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. "
Wisdom;
To be wise is to make intelligent decisions that lead to good outcomes.
Edmund Pevensie and Olivia Olmore were very wise. Just not when it came to feelings.
" 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. "
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" Your kings and queens have failed us. "
CASPIAN WAS STARING AT THE ENGRAVINGS. He had a very long day, and he was still trying to process everything he had discovered. His uncle had killed his father. Narnia had lost half of its army. He was losing hope.
" Are you so glad of that magical horn now, boy? " - asked someone behind him. Caspian turned around and saw that black-bearded dwarf. If the prince wasn't mistaken, his name was Nikabrik. - " Your kings and queens have failed us. Your army is half dead. And those that aren't will be soon enough. "
Caspian looked at him, a look mixed with anger and disappointment. - " What do you want? Congratulations? "
" You want your uncle's blood. So do we. " - Nikabrik answered. - " You want his throne? We can get it for you. " - Nikabrik walked all the way to the stone table, followed by Caspian.
What the dwarf had failed to notice was the warrior queen hidden behind a rock and listening to that interaction, who then followed close behind, because she didn't trust that black bearded dwarf.
—-❄️—-
" You tried one ancient power. It failed. But there is a power greater still. " - Began the dwarf. - " One that kept even Aslan at bay for nearly a hundred years. "
Caspian looked around the room, and he heard the faint sound of growling. It wasn't a familiar growl, like one of the creatures from the army. The prince unsheathed his sword, suspicious. He went down two steps and towards the stone table, and asked:
" Who's there? "
And in response, came a deep voice, an unfamiliar voice to both the prince and the lurking queen.
" I am hunger. I am thrist. " - From the shadows emerged a creature wearing a hood. The only visible thing was its snout and its teeth. - " I can fast a hundred years and not die. " - He slowly walked towards the prince. - " I can lie a hundred nights on the ice, and not freeze. "
Caspian looked to his other side, where another unfamiliar creature wearing a hood came to vision. It had the beak of a bird, a wrinkled face and salmon coloured skin.
" I can drink a river of blood and not burst. Show me, your enemies! " - It growled, revealing his face. It was a werewolf, or a regular wolf on two paws. It was hard to tell due to the cloak that went until the bare of his paws.
Olivia slowly unsheathed her spear, and got ready to attack at any moment.
" What you hate, so will we. No one hates better than us. " - The salmon skinned creature said, revealing its bald and green head.
" And you can... guarantee Miraz's death? " - Asked the prince with a tad of hope laced in his voice.
