Once a King or Queen of Narnia

Chapter 5

We all gazed off at the castle, not knowing what to say or do. It seemed Susan did as she angrily called out to Peter, "this is all your fault!" Peter and I turned to her. "My fault?" wondered Peter in shock. "None of this would have happened if you had just listened to me in the first place!" yelled Susan. "Oh, so you knew this would happen!" retorted Peter. Susan then retaliated, "I didn't know what would happen which is why we should have left while we still could!" Her voice got louder with each word.

 Finally Lucy and I had had enough. I threw my hands forward unnoticed to my siblings and I sent a large gust of wind that threw the two of them back away from each other.

Mr. Beaver looked to me in shock he must have seen me do it. "Stop it!" cried Lucy angrily, sounding just as annoyed and angry as I felt at their unhelpful bickering. It seemed they had brushed off the sudden gust of wind that blew them back as just that, a sudden gust of wind. "This isn't going to help Edmund," said Lucy calmly. Mr. Beaver turned from his studying of me and said, "she's right. Only Aslan can help your brother now." He stared up at Peter before looking back to me.

"Then take us to him," demanded Peter.

We sprinted back to the house. We wrenched open the door and all of us flooded inside as Mr. Beaver called out, "hurry, mother. They're after us!"

Mrs. Beaver then headed over to one of the cabinets stating, "oh, right then!" Peter turned to Mr. Beaver in confusion, "what is she doing?" He just threw his paws in the air in exasperation. "Oh, you'll be thanking me later, its a long journey and Beaver gets pretty cranky when he's hungry," exclaimed Mrs. Beaver. Susan then began to help her pack as Mr. Beaver cried, "I'm cranky now!" Even with the situation we were in I couldn't hep but let out a small laugh which earned me a glare from Peter but I only shrugged it off.

"Do you think we'll need jam?" asked Susan as she wrapped up some bread. I gave her an incredulous look as Peter exclaimed, "Only if the Witch serves toast."

The sound of loud threatening growls and barks came from outside alerting us of the Witch's secret police force had arrived. They began to dig in through the walls and we all looked around us in terror.

I looked around and stated, "lets move this along." They all looked to me in confusion and shock. I clicked my fingers, my eyes once again felt warm, I knew they had become a bright gold colour and suddenly all our belongs and necessities went flying through the air and into the almost fully packed backs and then the entrance to the secret tunnel flew open. I ran over to it and turned to face my family and the Beavers, "shall we?" I asked like it was an ordinary day and no being hunted down to be killed. "How did you-" began Peter but I cut him. "You really haven't been paying attention to all the prophecy talk have you? Anyway, I'll explain later, no time!"

With that we made a mad dash for the tunnel as the wolves continued to dig their way through. The tunnel entrance was shut, hopefully giving us more time to get away.

Mr. Beaver was up front with Peter behind him carrying a lit torch and I came out right behind him. The others were right on our heels.

"Badger and me dug this, comes out right near his place," explained Beaver. Mrs. Beaver then exclaimed sharply, "you told me it led to your mum's!" Lucy then tripped over a loose root and we all stopped to help her and make sure they didn't fall behind. We all froze as we heard the sound of barking once again. And it was getting closer.

"They're in the tunnel," said Lucy.

"Quick! This way!" cried Beaver as we all ran forward. "Hurry!" cried Mrs. Beaver. Peter took my hand and pulled my onwards as he yelled, "RUN!" Mrs. Beaver who was now up front scampering beside Mr. Beaver called back to us or was it more to herself, "Quick! Quick! Quick!"