9 - The Bad News

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When we got back to Aslan's how, the hopeful faces of those who stayed behind were the first things I saw. I was on my horse still, to sad to walk and I felt like I might throw up if I moved too. So I tried to keep my head down, however Lucy's voice made me look up again.

"What happened?". She asked.

"Ask him". Peter gestured at Caspian, obviously mad.

"Me? You could've called it off". Caspian argued, so I kept riding. "There was time".

"No there wasn't thanks to you, and Clara! She could've stopped you". Peter yelled.

Frowning, I felt the dried blood on my face crack. I looked down uncomfortably and got off my horse, leading it away from the two boys.

"Don't blame Clara!". Caspian yelled angrily. "Because she did try to stop me, I just didn't listen".

"Well if you kept to the plan those soldiers might be alive". Peter's voice cracked.

"And if you'd stay here like I suggested, they definitely would be!". Caspian yelled back.

"You called us, remember?". Peter reminded him.

"My first mistake". Caspian said coldly.

I froze, a few more tears sliding down my face.

"No, your first mistake was thinking you could lead these people". Peter shouted. "But instead, you got half of them killed".

"Hey!". Caspian screamed at my brother. "I am not the one who abandoned Narnia".

"You invaded Narnia, you have no more right to lead it than Miraz does". Peter jabbed his finger at Caspian's chest. Caspian pushed passed Peter, trying to walk inside. "You, him, your father... Narnia's better off without the lot of you".

Caspian pulled out his sword, as did Peter, but Edmund stopped both of them before any harm could be done. I looked at Edmund, but was surprised to see Glenstorm carrying an unconscious Trumpkin. Lucy gasped and ran forward, opening her vile of healing potion. She poured a drop in Trumpkin mouth and he woke up gloomily.

"What are you all standing around for?". He snapped.

I felt very relived that the dwarf was alive because my siblings seemed to care about him a lot, even though I hadn't had much of a conversation with him. However, my mood dropped when Caspian stood next to me.

"I didn't mean all those things I said, I'm truly sorry Clara". He told me. "But I did mean to kiss you and I'm glad I did it".

I ignored him though, not knowing what to say as well as being scared that if I opened my mouth, I'd cry a river of tears. He sighed and walked into the How, closely followed by Nikabrik; which was slightly suspicious. After they went inside, I made sure Trumpkin was alright before going into the How unnoticed by everyone else. There was a feint light at the end of the tunnel so I followed that. It led me to the stone table room. In the centre of the room was Caspian, Nikabirik, a Hag and a Werewolf. Everything happening looked very wrong, and even though I wanted to stay, I ran back outside yelling Peters name.

"Peter! Peter!". I found him and my siblings talking with Trumpkin. "Peter it's Caspian and Nikabrik they're-".

"What's he done now?". Peter snapped, but tilted his head seeing my worried expression.

"They're doing this ritual thing, and there's a hag and a werewolf". I struggled to explain what I had seen. "Just follow me".

I led them to the stone table room and my eyes widened at the scene before me. Nikabrik, the werewolf and the hag were standing around Caspian who was reaching up at an ice wall that wasn't there before. What really shocked me though was the white witch holding her arm through the wall. I loaded an arrow into my bow and fired at the werewolf. He howled as it pierced his shoulder and then ran at Edmund. Lucy and Trumpkin were handling Nikabrik and Peter was fighting the hag, so I jumped onto the table and tackled Caspian; pulling him into a corner.

"What the hell were you thinking?". I yelled at him.

Caspian blinked, seemingly waking up from his dazed state. He stared at me for a few seconds and wiped some of my blood off my face with his good hand.

"Clara... oh god, I didn't mean to do that. Nikabrik he - he tricked me and then". Caspian's voice was quiet and slow, but he stumbled over his words.

"Actually, no". I interrupted him. "I don't want to hear it".

I didn't have to after that, because Ed had stabbed the ice wall, making it all smash. The White Witch was gone. I looked at Caspian, narrowed my eyes, stood up and stormed out of the room.

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