Narnia itself was once a peaceful realm filled with talking animals, fauns, Giants and dwarves that is now under a cursed eternal winter by the villainous White Witch.
but with the help of the Sons of Adam and Daughters of eve, they can help the Da...
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୨⎯ Edmund's Pov⎯୧
"Be still, stranger, or you'll never move again." The wolf said, growling at Edmund. "Who are you?" The wolf asked.
"I'm Edmund! I met the Queen in the woods! She told me to come back here! I'm a Son of Adam!" Edmund frantically told him, shaking from the cold.
"Hmm. My apologies, fortunate favorite of the queen. Or else, not so fortunate." Laughed lowly, backing up. "Right this way." He said, nodding towards the palace doors.
The wolf walked Edmund into this big room, where the tall icy throne sat.
"Wait here." The wolf said, walking off to get the Queen.
Edmund peeked around the corner and walked up the steps to the icy throne cover in animal pelts. He sat down and smiled lightly, shimmying to get comfortable.
"Like it?" The Snow Witch said, coming from behind Edmund, scaring him.
"Uh... Yes, Your Majesty." Edmund said, nervously.
"I thought you might. Tell me, Edmund...Are your sisters dead?" The Witch said, smiling down at Edmund.
"No." He said, quietly.
"And your brother, is he..." She trailed off.
"...unintelligent? Well, I think so. But Mum says..." He said, smiling, but it faded once he saw how angry she was getting.
"Then how dare you come alone?!" She yelled, at Edmund, hitting her staff on the ground, cracking it.
"I tried!" Edmund yelled, backing into the chair, trying to reason with her.
"Edmund, I asked so little of you." She said, glaring at the frightened boy.
"They just don't listen to me!" He said, now breathing heavy.
"You couldn't even do that." She said, towering over Edmund, pointing her staff in his face.
"I did bring them halfway. They're at the little house at the dam with the Beavers." He said, frantically, with teary eyes.
"Well. I suppose you're not a total loss then, are you?" She said, dropping her staff, smiling at him.
"Well, I was wondering, could I maybe have some more Turkish delight now?" Edmund asked, wiping his eyes and nose.
"Our guest is hungry." The Witch said, to the wolf from earlier.
"This way for your num-nums." Maugrim said, pushing Edmund out the Throne room.
"Maugrim?" The Witch called, making the Wolf stop in its tracks.
"You know what to do." Maugrim bowed and continued to push Edmund out.
The wolf walked Edmund down long hallways, with all kinds of portraits of the Witch on the walls. They make it to the end of the hall of two tall doors being guarded by wolves, the wolves snarl and growl at Edmund, making him stop.
"Hey, you want your treats, don't you?" Maugrim asked, Edmund, who looked back at him terrified.
Maugrim nudged Edmund again, "then get moving! Queens orders." He said, making Edmund jump and start walking again.
They walked down spiral ice steps, until they reached the bottom.
Edmund's heart sank as he realized where he was.....a dungeon.
The wolf shoved Edmund into the cell, slapping shackles on his wrists and feet.
"WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN TO MY SIBLINGS!?" Edmund cried out.
Maugrim closed the door, locking, and scoffed shaking his head at Edmund.
"How, pathetic of you, kid. Sold out your own family. But I wouldn't worry your pretty head, they'll about to meet the same fate as you." He said, loudly laughing, walking away.
