Chapter 11

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Before I could completely take in what was happening, Peter yelled, "Stop!" Peter, Edmund, and Trumpkin drew their swords. I luckily had a knife on me but what good would that do. I could see Caspian standing in a circle of ice and the White Witch was before him on what seemed like a giant sheet of ice. The White Which had her hand stretched out towards Caspian. I quit spacing out when I saw a werewolf jump off of the Stone Table. It jumped over Edmund and landed right in front of me. It was facing Edmund so before I could do anything it charged at him. He seemed to be handling it pretty well. I noticed that Trumpkin was fighting with Nikabrik. I was shocked for a moment before I realized that he was on the White Witches side. I saw Peter fighting a hag and she was able to knock his sword out of his hand. The werewolf ran under Edmund's arm and flipped him over. He was able to cut the werewolf's leg, causing it to howl. Lucy suddenly ran past me. I ran after her, making sure nothing would get to her. She ran behind Nikabrik and put her knife to his throat. I thought she had a good hold on him until he twisted her arm behind her back, causing her to scream in pain. I grabbed my knife but Nikabrik threw Lucy to the ground, causing her to fall on top of me and take me down with her. The fall hurt but I was glad to prevent Lucy from getting injured any further. I heard the hag yell from being thrown by Peter and Edmund was able to strike the werewolf down. I grabbed Lucy as we began to back away from Nikabrik. All of a sudden he gasped and Trumpkin's sword went through his chest, causing him to collapse. I could hear someone fall and looked up to see Peter shove Caspian out of the circle. He held his sword up towards the White Which. "Get away from him!" Peter yells at her. The White Which fell back a bit. She smiled at him, "Peter dear... I have missed you. Come, just one drop." By this point she was reaching her hand out to him, just like she had done with Caspian. Peter seemed like he was in some sort of trance. "You know you can't do this alone." Peter hesitates, and then lowers his sword a little. Then the Witch groans, and the ice wall shatters. Then I saw Edmund standing with his sword still drawn, where the ice wall once was. I sigh at my relief of him being okay. "I know. You had it sorted." Edmund then walked away. Peter and Caspian both looked at the carving of Aslan. Then something caught both of their attention because they turned around. I saw Susan by the entrance and she looked between them before she walked out. I was still holding onto Lucy because I felt like I was going to pass out. I hit my head pretty hard but I knew I'd be fine. I was concerned when I noticed that Edmund had completely ignored me and left the room. I looked at Lucy, "You okay?" Lucy nodded, holding her arm. "Just sore but I'm okay." I nodded and smiled at her before walking off myself. I felt kind of dizzy but I wanted to find Edmund.

I kept walking until I noticed Edmund sitting by himself. He seemed exhausted but I wanted to make sure everything was alright. He noticed me walking over and didn't say anything. I sat next to him and tried to touch his cheek but he stood up fast. "Edmund what's wr..." He threw his arms in the air, frustrated. "Why did you just stand there? You could of helped." He wasn't yelling but I could tell he was upset. "I'm sorry, I just froze. I know it's not an excuse but to be fair I only had a knife on me." It hurt to say all the words too fast. I felt very lightheaded and felt the back of my head. "Okay, I'm sorry I got upset." Edmund said, sighing. "I know that you didn't expect to fight a werewolf today." Me saying this caused him to laugh a bit. "It would of been nice if I had a little help." He said it more in a playful way than a mean way. I laughed but stopped and squeezed my eyes shut because of the pain. "Woah, are you okay Y/N?" Edmund walked over to me reaching his hand out to the one on my head. He removed it and pulled it away. "Oh this isn't good." I could see my hand at this point and there was blood on it. "Well that's convenient." He sat next to me, pulling me close so that he could check my head. "It's not bad so don't worry. What happened exactly?" I laughed softly, trying not to cause myself pain. "I attempted to help Lucy but she fell on top of me and I fell as well." Edmund tried to hold back his laugh. "It's okay you can laugh, it's kind of funny." He shook his head. "You got hurt though. That's not funny." I giggled. "It kind of is." He walked off and came back with a cloth to hold on the back of my head. The bleeding stopped but it helped to clean up my hair a bit.

After awhile, Peter appeared again around the corner. He seemed tired but smiled anyways. "Hey Y/N, you okay?" I returned the smile. "I've never been better." He nodded then looked between Edmund and I. "I'm sorry that I uh...interrupted earlier." My face got red and Edmund laughed. "Oh don't worry about that Peter. It wouldn't be the first time you did something like that." A confused look spread across Peter's face. "Huh?" Both Edmund and I laughed before he shrugged and walked back into the Stone Table room. I rested my head on Edmund's shoulder and we held each other's hands. We didn't say anything, we just sat there, together.

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