The Untold story of the Witch's children

Chapter 14: Training & The News From Mr. Beaver

The next few days we spent training. I learned horseback riding, how to fight with my swords, and how to control my magic with my staff and even new spells.

One day I was riding my horse named Cobalt. He is a bright white horse with a light blond tail. I was with Peter, Edmund, and Xavier while we fought with our swords when Mr. Beaver came towards us.

"Whoa! Horsie!" Edmund exclaimed.

"My name is Phillip." The horse replied.

"Oh. Sorry." Edmund said, feeling dumb.

I laughed for a moment, before I was serious again. 

"What is it?" I asked.

"The witch has demanded a meeting with Aslan." He answered." She's on her way here."

"On her way?" Xavier repeated.

"Let's get back to the camp now!" Peter ordered.

We soon rushed back to the camp where mother was coming in being held on her throne by a few of her goons.

"You don't belong here!" One man said.

"Get out of here!" Another yelled.

There were shouts and displeasure everywhere. Mother then got off her throne and looked at us.

"You have traitors in your midst, Aslan." She spoke.

There were whispers, gasps, and murmurs.

"Their offence was not against you." Aslan replied.

"Have you forgotten the laws which Narnia was built upon?" Mother questioned.

"Enough!" Aslan growled. "Leave the deep magic to me, witch! I was there when it was written."

"Then you remember well that every traitor belongs to me." Mother replied."Their blood is my property!"

What?! I looked over at Xavier who was frightened.

"That won't be happening." I said boldly as I pulled my staff out.

"Try and take them then." Peter retorted as he pulled his sword out.

"Do you really think a mere force will deny me my right?" Mother inquired."Little king."

"You know that I am far more powerful than you." I sneered.

She narrowed her eyes at me and turned to Aslan."Anyways you know that if blood is not shed, then Narnia will perish! Those boys will die on the stone table as is tradition."

"No!" I cried."And you call yourself our mother? You disgust me!"

"Shut up! You ungrateful bitch!" Mother yelled, then she turned to Aslan."Aslan, you better not refuse me."

"Enough." Aslan said."I shall talk with you alone."

With that Aslan went inside his tent with mother following behind him. I was about to tackle her, when Xavier and Peter held me back.

"Let me at her!" I yelled as I resisted."She won't even see it coming!"

"It's not worth it." Xavier assured me.

"Relax Sabrina, everything will be resolved." Peter reassured me.

I huffed out a sigh."Alright. Sorry."

"Not at all." Xavier said.

They then let me go and we sat on the ground waiting for Aslan's and mother's conversation to end.