wis·dom
/ˈwizdəm/
noun
the quality of having experience, knowledge, and good judgment; the quality of being wise.
Narnia had always been a free country, until she came along. Jadis was the devil in disguise, and she brought to the kingdom an eternal...
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"Grief is the price we pay for love" - Queen Elizabeth II
Narnia, 2315
The battle had begun.
Olivia had never seen the Narnians so angry, even with Jadis. The Telmarines had tried to erase Narnia from the map, but they had been reborn from the ashes of the war and sought their revenge.
One of Reepicheep's mice climbed Olivia's shoulder and formed a formidable duo, graciously fighting and slashing those who dared to enter their path. Blood gathered in her armour, but she didn't care.
Susan looked like an angel as she fought; her hair continued intact as the soldiers dropped at her feet with arrows on their chests and arms. Fauns jumped up and down on the roofs and balconies of the castle, bouncing like those trampolines Olivia saw at the birthday parties of Lucy's friends.
"Archers!" Came a commanding voice from somewhere above, a line of soldiers holding crossbows forming a circle in the yard of the fight.
They each aimed at a different opposing soldier, a Narnian or a King or Queen of old. The arrows began to fly, and Edmund, who was watching the scene on a rooftop nearby, jumped on one of the soldiers who had his aim directed at Olivia. The Queen was too busy fighting three Telmarines and didn't notice the crossbow aimed at her head.
"Ed!" Peter and Olivia exclaimed, watching as the entire circle of archers moved their gazes to him. He got to his feet and rushed to the nearest door, the Telmarines quickly moving their aim to the running boy on the rooftop.
Several arrows flew at him as he fell to the ground, using his feet to shut the door. Olivia was about to rush after her husband when Miraz finally came into view, watching the battle wearing royal and regal kind of clothing as if it was just some kind of entertainment to him.
Peter, Olivia, and Hugir the Minotaur were the first to notice his appearance. Peter gestured at Olivia that he was going up, and Olivia nodded, using sign language to say she had him covered.
Olivia threw her spear at a soldier coming near Peter, and his limp body fell to the ground with a loud sound. She grabbed the dagger from her boot, slashing two soldiers nearby.
The girl grabbed her spear back from the dead one, the sound of flesh ripping making her almost puke, but she held the urge. That was what years of battle did to a person: normalise the death and blood on her hands.
Hugir was midway up the balcony when an arrow struck his chest, making him let out a loud sob. It echoed through the courtyard, a battle already lost. Miraz pushed him off the edge, and the dead minotaur rolled all his way down to the ground.
Trumpkin fell from the verandah he was standing, pushed by one soldier. His fall was softened as he fell on top of another Telmarine, but he lay unconscious on the castle's cold ground.
