The Fifth Pevensie

The Fifth Pevensie - Chapter Nine - Small World

          

We stood on top of a ridge looking over the land it was all white and magnificent.

"Now Aslan's camp is near the stone table which is just over the frozen river" Beaver stated

"River" Peter wondered

"Oh the river has been frozen solid for 100 years" Mrs B smiled

"It's so far" I commented

"It's the world dear did you expect it to be small"

"Smaller" Susan looked at Peter. We set of walking again and this time I was holding Peter's hand we made our way down and started walking across a snow field Us still having  each other's hands.

"Come on humans while were still young" I sighed he was getting incredibly irritating"

"If he tells us to hurry one more time I'm going to turn him into a big fluffy hat" i laugh

"come on" he urged

"he is getting a little bossy"

"no look behind you it's her" we turned round to see a sled coming towards us. Peter lifted me up on to his back while Susan took Lucy's hand

"run run"  we began running and i looked behind me

"come on Peter you can do it" he ran faster and we made it to the woods the beavers directed us to a hole and we hid. i saw a shadow which cause some snow to fall down.

"i think she's gone" i whispered

"I'll supposed I'll go have a look" Peter said

"No your worth nothing to Narnia dead" Beaver said

"well neither are you" Mrs Beaver replied

"thank you love" he smiled at her before having a look we waited and i jumped seeing his head

"come out come out. I hope you've been good because there is someone here to see ya" we looked at each other before crawling out and standing up there was a old man with a long beard standing in front of a sleigh.

"It can't be" I muttered it was father Christmas

"Merry Christmas sir" Lucy smiled walking further forward

"It certainly is Lucy, since you have arrived." he smiled

"Look I've put up with al lot since we've arrived but this..." Peter cut her off

"we thought you were the white witch"

"Yes, yes I'm sorry about that. but to be fair i have been driving one of these a lot longer than the white which has."

"i thought there was no Christmas in Narnia" Susan wondered

"no not for a long time but since your arrival it is finally beginning to weaken the witches power. Still i dare say you could do with these ." he turned back round brining out a sack.

"presents" Lucy chimed he leaned down to her level holding a vial

"the juice of the fire flower one drop can cure any injury and though i hope you never have to use it" he held up a small dagger

"thank you sir but i think i can be brave enough" he chuckled

"I'm sure you could but battles are ugly affairs." Lucy stepped back "Susan" she walked forward

"trust in this bow and you will not easily miss" he handed her a quiver with arrows and a bow.

"what happened to battles are ugly affairs" he laughed