The fifth Pevensie (the lion the witch and the wardrobe)

Betrayal

Edited 8/4/20

Leah pov

as the rest of us followed behind I was able to catch up to Mr Beaver.

"What happens here?"

whispering so the others don't hear me, hearing him sigh before looking behind me "they don't know do they?" "only Lucy.." I answered, "ill explain everything when we get somewhere safer but for now im just glad your back."

"me too"

we continue travelling under a bridge and then they see the Dam in the middle of a frozen pool. Smoke rises from the chimney making me smile "Ah, blimey! Looks like the old girl has got the kettle on. Nice cup o' Rosy Lee." Mr beaver smiled chuckling to himself as he rubs his belly.

  "It's lovely." lucy whispered making Beaver shrug his shoulders acting like he didn't feel proud of his own work "It's merely a trifle. Still, plenty to do. Ain't quite finished it yet. It'll look the business when it is, though."

"Beaver is that you, you better not when out with banger again I'm telling you..!" Mrs Beaver stopped abruptly and gasped once she saw all five of us walking down the hill towards the dam.

"Oh. Oh my.." She said in awe, and then her eyes landed on me. "Leah?" She asked, in a quiet voice, again I felt tears in my eyes seeing her after so long "Leah you're yours here. your alive!!"

ALIVE?!

"wait for what? what does she mean by me being alive?" I asked looking at the two Beaver in horror I could see Mr beaver sharing worried glazer at Mrs Beaver "that's something we need to tell you inside please Leah." Mr beaver spoke making me sigh as the four of us went inside.

"Now, careful. Watch your step." Mrs beaver advised as we made our way inside "Excuse the mess. Can't get Mr Beaver to get out of his chair." she laughed making me chuckle as we all put our coats on the rack.

"Is there nothing we can do to help Mr Tumnus?" Peter asked, as Susan came back with the teapot and sat down next to me, pouring each of us some tea. Mr Beaver was grabbed his beer and sat down at the table in front of us, whilst Mrs Beaver was warming up the food behind Lucy. "They'll have taken him to the Witch. You know what they say. There's few that go through the gates that come out again...." He stopped for a second and looked at Lucy and me.

I could feel tears in my eyes knowing I wanted to safe him not curing about my life he was my best friend even tho when I knew him he was only a small faun but I knew his father.

"Fish 'n chips." She said and chuckled nervously as she looked at her husband for a second. She then turned to face Lucy, who looked down again. "but there is hope, dear. lots of hope" She comforted placing a paw on Lucy's shoulder, making her smile.

Mrs Beaver then turned to Mr Beaver. "Oh, yeah, there's a right bit more than hope! Aslan is on the move" He exclaimed happily, I already felt the power from just hearing his name but why now where's he been?

"Who's Aslan?"

hearing Edmund talk for the first time since we've been here a second later Mr Beaver let out a loud laugh startling the four of them thankful I remember how loud he can be so I wasn't so surprised anymore

Mr beaver was still laughing making me look at Mrs Beaver "they don't know" I mouthed making her node her head before hitting Mr beaver over his head with a towel making him look at them "you don't do you?" nodding there head answering his question;

"Well, he's only the king of the whole wood. The top geezer. The real King of Narnia!" he exclaimed making me chuckle he was more than just any king "he's been gone for some time ever since you left!" he yelled putting at me making me sigh "wait! what?!"