Bravely Gentle

08

The children and the Beavers walked down a path of flowers and grass. Cherry trees bloomed on either side. The Pevensies and Andrew each dropped their coats and kept their pace.

Soon, they came upon a camp of red and gold surrounding from all sides. As the tents loomed closer, everyone was staring and Susan asked, "Why are they all staring at us?"

"Maybe they think you look funny," Lucy whispered, causing Peter and Andrew to smile.

Mrs. Beaver was smoothing down her fur and Mr. Beaver said, "Hey, stop your fussing. You look lovely."

They stepped closer to the tents and Peter pulled out his sword. He said to one of the centaurs, "We have come to see Aslan."

There was a sudden breeze and all the creatures started kneeling. A lion walked out into the open and the children knelt.

He nodded and looked to the siblings. "Welcome Peter and Andrew, Adam's sons. Welcome Susan and Lucy, daughters of Eve. And welcome to you, Beavers. You have my thanks. But where is the fifth?"

"That's why we're here," Peter answered.

"We had a little trouble along the way," Susan admitted.

Andrew met the Great Lion's eyes. "He was taken by the White Witch."

"Captured," Peter corrected.

"Captured!" the crowd repeated.

"He betrayed them, Your Majesty!" Mr. Beaver said.

"Then he has betrayed us all!" a centaur answered harshly.

"Peace, Oreius," Aslan told him.

Peter let out a sigh. "It's my fault, really. I was too hard on him."

"We all were," Susan added.

"Sir, he's our brother," Lucy said.

"I know, dear one," Aslan said softly. "And that makes the betrayal all the worse. This may be harder than you think."

Peter stood on a hill, staring at a castle in the distance.

Aslan walked up beside him and said, "That is Cair Paravel, the castle the five thrones in one of which you will sit Peter, as High King." Peter stared at the castle. "You doubt the prophecy?"

"No, that's just it... Aslan, I'm not who you think I am," Peter replied.

"Peter Pevensie, formerly of Finchley. ...Beaver also mentioned you planned on turning him into a hat." Peter smiled. "Peter, there is a Deep Magic more powerful than any of us that rules over Narnia. It defines right from wrong and governs all our destinies. Yours and mine."

"But I couldn't even protect my family or Andrew."

"You've brought them safely thus far."

"Not all of them."

"Peter, I will do what I can to help your brother. But I need you to consider what I ask of you. ...I too want my family safe."

THE WITCH'S CAMP

Edmund was gagged and tied to a tree. Ginarrbrik walked around him and taunted, "Is our little prince uncomfortable? Does he want his pillow fluffed? Special treatment for a special boy! Isn't that what you wanted?"

RIVER

Susan and Lucy went to the river.

"You look like Mum," Lucy said.

Susan smiled. "Mother hasn't had a dress like this since before the war."

"We should bring her one back. A whole trunk full!"

"If we ever get back... Sorry I guess I am like that. We used to have fun together, didn't we?"

"Yes, before you got boring."

"Oh really?"

Lucy smiled before splashing her. The two splashed each other. Susan walked to a tree and grabbed a towel. Maugrim appeared and the sisters screamed.

"Please don't run," Maugrim said. "We're tired..."

"And we'd prefer to kill you quickly," Vardan added.

Susan looked over and saw her horn. She hit Maugrim with the towel.

HILL

Peter heard the horn. "Susan!" He ran off.

Andrew, who had also heard the horn, ran towards the river.

RIVER

They ran over to where they heard the horn and saw Susan and Lucy in a tree with a wolf nipping at Susan's dangling foot.

"Get back!" Peter and Andrew yelled.

"Peter! Andrew!" Lucy cried.

Peter and Andrew ran up and pointed their swords at the wolves. One started circling around behind them.

"Come on, we've already been through this," Maugrim said. "We both know you haven't got it in you."

"Peter, Andrew, watch out!" Susan warned.

Aslan grabbed Vardan. Oreius ran up, leading the other centaurs and drew his sword, ready to strike.

"Stay your weapons. This is Peter and Andrew's battle," Aslan told Oreius.

"You may think you're kings, but you're going to die... like a dog!" Maugrim yelled, lunging at Peter and Andrew who ducked.

Peter and Andrew stabbed the wolf, and the wolf fell on top of the former.

"Peter!" his sisters cried before they jumped down from the tree and ran up to their brother.

Susan and Andrew pushed Maugrim's body off Peter and he stood.

Aslan let Vardan go and ordered, "After him. He'll lead you to Edmund. Peter, Andrew, clean your swords." They did so. "Rise, Sir Peter Wolfsbane, Sir Andrew Wolfsbane, Knights of Narnia."

When everyone had gone their separate ways, Susan said to Andrew, "I suppose I should be thanking you again."

Andrew shook his head. "That won't be necessary."

"Nevertheless, thank you for the rescue once again."

He smiled and gave a single nod. "I'd do it again a thousand fold."