Third Person P.O.V
Dwarf brings Edmund up and he sees Tumnus turned to stone
White Witch: Whenever you are ready Son-of-Adam.
Sleigh goes off into forest with Edmund looking at the cold White Witch
Zafira's P.O.V
Mr. Beaver: Come on, before we're old
Peter: If he tells me to Hurry up one more time I'm going to turn him into a big fluffy hat* I giggled a bit then he pick me up for a piggy back cause Johnny pick up Lucy surprisingly he's strong for his age*
Mr. Beaver: Hurry up Sons-of-Adam! We don't have all day.
Lucy: He is getting kind of bossy
I hear Bells ringing
Mr. Beaver: It's her! Run!
I jumped off of peters back and he grab my hand and ran with Lucy and Johnny ahead of us
Mr. Beaver: Quick down here!
We jump in to a weird rock wall and stayed there
FEW MINUTES PASSES
Lucy: Maybe she's gone.
Peter: I'll go and have a look
Mr. Beaver: No, you're no good to Narnia dead.
Mrs. Beaver: Neither are you Beaver.
Mr. Beaver: Thanks dear.
Long pause and some noise then...
Mr. Beaver : AHHH!....
Lucy and I screamed AHHH!
Mr. Beaver: I hope you've been good, because there is someone here to see you.
Father Christmas stands there.
Lucy and I: Merry Christmas, Sir!
Father Christmas: It certainly is, Zafira, Lucy and to Johnny too. Thanks to the three of you.
Johnny blushed and Lucy giggled and held his hand which he turned more red then usual
Susan: I thought there was no Christmas in Narnia.
Father Christmas: It hasn't been for a hundred years. But now the Witch's power is crumbling.
he goes to his bag and throws it to the ground
Lucy, Johnny and me: Presents!
Father Christmas: Lucy, Eve's Daughter. These are for you . The juice of the fire flower. If you, or one of your friends are wounded, one drop of this cordial will restore them. And though I do not expect you to use it, this. * he gave her a small blade that looks really sharp*
Lucy: Well, I think I could be brave enough.
Father Christmas: I'm sure you could. But battles are ugly affairs. Eve's Daughter, Zafira. this is one of the most important weapon around Narnia take got care of it its the sharpest sword in Narnia with it I give you this necklace when ever there's danger wear this and you'll know
Me: thank you I will guide it with my life* I told him with a big smile on my face*
Father Christmas: Susan, Daughter of Eve trust in this bow, for it does not easily miss.
Susan: What happened to, 'battles are ugly affairs?'
Father Christmas: And, though you don't seem to have trouble making yourself heard, this. When you put this horn to your lips and blow it, wherever you are, help will come.
Susan: Thanks.
Father Christmas: Johnny, Son of Adam I give you this dagger along with a bow that no matter what it will hit your target without a miss I know you will.
Johnny: Thanks sir I will* with a big smile he takes it*
Father Christmas: And, Peter. These are tools, not toys. The time to use them may be soon at hand.
Father Christmas: Bare them well! I best be off, winter is almost over and things do pile up when you've been gone a thousand years. Long live Aslan!
he gets in his sleigh and rides off
All of us: Bye... Merry Christmas!
Lucy: Told you he was real!
I giggled at that
Peter: Did you hear what he said... winter is almost over. You no what that means...no more ice!
