♚ 7 ~ Who's Aslan? ♛

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Helloooo, sorry about the wait (again lol) but this is a longer chapter and should be more interesting! Hope you enjoy :)

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Alexandra's Pov

The sun was starting to set as we continued to walk through the beautiful scenery

"Come on. We don't want to be caught out here after nightfall" hurried Mr Beaver

We walked through the cliffs under a bridge and as we emerged, a beavers dam came into view. There was smoke coming from the chimney and it looked very homely

"Oh, blimey. Looks like the old girl has got the kettle on. Nice cup of rosy-lee!" Said Mr Beaver

"It's lovely!" Lucy exclaims

"Oh, it's merely a trifle, you know. Still got plenty of work to do. Ain't quite finished it yet. It'll look the business when it is done" said Mr Beaver brushing off the compliment

We continued walking and approached the house, as we came closer I heard a female voice

"Beaver, is that you? I've been worried sick. If I find out you've been with Badger again-" she stops as she sees the five of us and her facial expression changes to one of amazement

"Oh, those aren't Badgers. I never thought I would live to see this day!" She said delighted and then turned to Mr. Beaver

"Look at my fur. You couldn't give me ten minutes warning?" She complained

"I'd of given you a week if I thought it would've helped" the beaver answered honestly, I stifled a laugh.

"Come inside and we'll see if we can get you some food. And some civilized company" Mrs Beaver said nicely

I smiled at her gratefully as Mr. Beaver said "Now careful, watch your step" and lead us into their house

Lucy, Susan & Peter follow Mrs. Beaver inside, I was behind Edmund and it confused me when he stopped and looked at two hills in the distance

"You okay Edmund?" I asked curiously, he'd been acting grumpier than usual since we've been in Narnia

He tore his eyes from the view to look at me and said "yeah" then Mr Beaver came up behind us "Enjoying the scenery, are we?"

Edmund looked startled, he glanced at me once more but then turned away and entered the house

I shrugged at Mr. Beaver and we both walked inside

I followed him into a lovely, homely room with a table in the middle and crackling fire. Everyone was sat down, and I went and sat in the spot between Peter and Lucy, as I sat Peter looked almost happy that I'd sat there and smiled at me.

I smiled back and said  "So there isn't there anything we can do to help Mr Tumnus?"

"They'll have taken him to the Witch's house. And you know what they say" Mr Beaver says waiting for me to finish off his sentence, but I just stared at him blankly

"There's few who go through them gates that come out again" he finally said "oh goodness" I gulped "that doesn't sound good" I finished, giving Peter a look

Next to him Lucy was sat looking devastated, I don't blame her, I felt terrible and it wasn't even my fault

Mrs. Beaver lays down a plate in front of her "Fish and chips, dear."

"So that's it?" Peter chimed in "we just forget about Tumnus then?"

"Oh don't be silly dear, there's still hope. Lots of hope." Mrs Beaver insisted

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