At this point, I know everyone wants to know what happened to Edmund.He finished his lunch, but he didn't think it tasted good, because he had been thinking that Turkish delight was an enchanted food, and even if it was a good ordinary food, it would be hard to swallow if you ate too much.Besides, when he listened to everyone's conversation, he also felt that his heart was not good, because he always felt that everyone was very cold and ignored him, but this was not the case, everything was based on his speculation.It wasn't until later that he heard Mr.
Beaver talk to them about Aslan, and heard their whole plan to meet Aslan at the stone table.Strangely, the mere mention of Aslan's name creates a sense of mystery and fear in his heart, just as others feel a sense of mystery and joy when they hear the name.So, he got up quietly and slowly moved under the curtain that hung on the door.While Mr.
Beaver was reciting the poem about "Adam's child," Edmund had already secretly turned the doorknob; Before Mr.
Beaver tells them that the White Witch is not really human, but half-elf and half-giant, Edmund has gone outside into the snow.Out of an abundance of caution, he also carefully closed the door.However, even in this situation, one must not think that Edmund is really bad enough to want his brother and sisters to be turned to stone by witches, he really wants to eat Turkish delight again, and he wants to be a prince and a king in the future, and he wants to get out of the bad breath that Peter called a bad guy.As for what the witch would do to the others, although he didn't want her to be too nice to them, and certainly not as nice to him, he naively thought, or rather self-righteously, that the witch would not do anything bad to them."
Because," he thought to himself, "anyone who speaks ill of her must be her enemy, and perhaps at least half of these ill words are rumors."
But anyway, she's not bad for me, she's much better than they are for me, and I think she's a real queen.In any case, she must be much better than that hateful Aslan. ”In fact, it was just an excuse for what he had done, but it was not convincing at all, because he knew it by heart, and he knew that the White Witch was a fierce and cruel fellow.When he came out, he found that it was snowing outside, and his first reaction was to throw his coat at the beaver couple's house, and now of course there was no way to run back to get it.Then he found that it was getting dark, and it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when they sat down for lunch, not to mention that it was winter, and the days were relatively short.He had ignored it, but now he was going to make the most of it.So he put his collar up, lifted his feet, and walked across the top of the embankment toward the river in the distance.For Edmund, it was thanks to the snow so that the ground was not so slippery.When he reached the river in the distance, he found that something was wrong, and it was getting darker and darker, and the snow was falling around him, so that his vision was blurred, and he could not see anything three feet away, and besides, there was no road at all.Along the way, he slipped and fell on deep snowdrifts, sometimes tumbling and rolling in frozen pools, sometimes accidentally tripping over fallen tree trunks, and sliding down steep river banks, his calves scraped after hitting rocks.Now, he's scarred, wet and cold.The silence of the night was intertwined with the loneliness of his heart, and in fact, if he hadn't said to himself, "Once I'm king of Narnia, the first thing I'm going to do is build a few decent roads," I really thought he would have given up on the whole thing, went back and admitted his mistakes, and then reconciled with the others.He was undoubtedly encouraged by the constant desire to be king, and of everything he was going to do once he became king.Now his mind was full of thoughts about how the palace was to be built, how many cars he would have, the routes of the major railways, and all sorts of things about private cinemas, and he was going to make some laws to regulate the beaver and its dikes, and he had made the final amendments to Peter's plan to restrict his freedom of speech and movement.At this time, the weather began to change again, and the snow stopped, but suddenly a cold wind blew, which made people feel cold to the bone.At last the clouds finally dispersed, and the moon came out, and the bright moonlight shone on the white snow, and the night became almost as bright as day, but the shadows of the trees startled him.If it weren't for the fact that the moon had come out when he reached the other river, he would not have been able to find his way, as you should remember, when they first arrived at the beaver couple's house, he had already seen a small river downstream that was converging with this big river.Now he was on the edge of the river, and he turned and walked upstream.But the little valley at the source of the creek was steeper and more rocky than the one he had just left, and the dense bushes were so dense that he could not pass through them in the dark.Even though the night was very bright now, he had to bend down and get under the branches, so that the snow from the trees fell on his back in large chunks, and he was soaked.He blamed Peter for all this unfortunate encounter, as if Peter had caused it all.At last, he came to a relatively flat place, where the valley opened up.And not far from him, on the other side of the river, in the middle of two hills, there was a small plain, and he saw the house that belonged to the White Witch, and where it stood.The moonlight was brighter than ever, and in fact the house looked like a castle of towers, the roofs of which looked so sharp and long that they looked like the tips of needles and the pointed hats worn on the heads of stupid students or wizards.The long shadows of the towers in the snow looked eerie in the moonlight, and Edmund couldn't help but start to feel a fear of the strange house.However, it was too late to turn back.Edmund walked across the frozen river, all the way to the house.It was quiet, and even when he stepped his feet into the deep snow, he didn't make a sound.He walked and walked and turned corner after corner, around tower after tower, in search of the gate.Eventually, he walked a long way to find the door.It turned out to be a large arch, and to my surprise, the large iron door was open.Edmund cautiously and lightly walked into the archway, and he looked around the courtyard.Immediately after, the sight that appeared in front of him frightened his heart to stop.Just inside the gate, there was a great lion crouching, and the moonlight shone on its body, as if it was ready to jump at any moment.Edmund stood in the shadow of the arch, his legs trembling with fright, and he did not dare to go forward or backward, and stood there for a long time, not daring to move.I don't know if it was out of fear or cold, his teeth had already begun to fight.I don't know exactly how long he stood there, but Edmund himself felt like he had been standing for hours.Later, he finally wanted to understand why the lion was crouching there and not moving, because it had been there since he found it.Edmund emboldened himself and moved closer to it, but he still tried to hide in the shadows of the arch.Now he could tell from the lion's posture that it was impossible for it to see him."
But what if it turns its head," thought Edmund suddenly.In fact, though, the lion was staring at another target, a dwarf, who was standing with his back to the lion about four feet away."
Aha," thought Edmund, "when it pounces on the dwarf, I'll be able to turn and run for my life." ”But the lion remained motionless, as did the dwarf.That's when Edmund finally remembered what the others had said: the White Witch would turn everyone to stone.Maybe it was a stone lion in front of him, and when he thought of this, he began to notice that the lion's back and head were covered with snow.This further affirms that it is a stone statue, and that it is impossible for a living animal to let its body be covered with snow.So Edmund walked slowly towards the lion with courage, so nervous that his heart was about to jump out, and even when he saw it, he didn't dare to touch it, but at last he stretched out his hand and touched it quickly, and sure enough, it was a cold stone.Ah, it was just a stone statue in front of him, and it scared him so easily.Edmund immediately felt a big sigh of relief, so, even though it was still so cold, he felt like he was suddenly getting warm from head to toe.At the same time, a thought came to his mind that made him feel very proud."
Perhaps," he thought, "this is the great lion king Aslan that everyone is talking about."
Now that she had seized it and turned it to stone, the hopes they had placed on it had been dashed.Phew, who is afraid of the great Aslan?"
he stood there gloatingly, staring at the stone lion, and then did a very childish thing: he took a pencil out of his coat pocket, and stepped forward to draw two whiskers on the lion's upper lip, and added a pair of ridiculous glasses to it.After the painting, he stood there and said, "Do you still think you are amazing, ridiculous old Aslan, all turned to stone, what else can you do" Although the lion's face was messed up by him, the big stone statue still looked so terrible, it looked a little sad, but it could not hide its noble temperament, it looked up at the moon in the sky.After teasing the lion, Edmund did not feel much amused, and turned and walked towards the courtyard.As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a lot of stone statues around him, almost everywhere, and they looked a bit like the kind of chess pieces that are halfway through the game of chess.There are stone forest gods, stone wolves, stone bears, stone foxes, stone lynxes, etc., and some cute stones like women, but in fact they are tree spirits.There is a large stone statue in the shape that looks a lot like a Rémy Martin, and a long mollusk that in Edmund's opinion is supposed to be a dragon.These stone statues looked like living creatures in the cold and bright moonlight, but they were completely still, and they looked so strange that one would feel terrified when they walked through the courtyard.There was a huge figure standing in the middle of the courtyard, he was as tall as a tree, he looked very fierce, he had a shaggy beard on his face, and he held a huge club in his right hand.Although Edmund knew that he was not alive, but just a stone giant, he was still reluctant to walk past the giant.At this moment he saw an entrance on the other side of the courtyard, where a faint light shone faintly, and he walked over.There are several stone steps that lead to an open door.When Edmund reached the stone steps, he found a giant wolf lying on the threshold."
It's alright, it's alright," he kept reassuring himself, "it's just a stone wolf, it can't hurt me." ”So he raised his foot and prepared to leap over it, but the beast suddenly jumped up, and the hard hairs on its back stood on end, and it opened its bloody mouth and roared loudly: "Who is there and who is stranger, stand there and tell me who you are" "Oh, sir, please tell me who you are," Edmund trembled with fear, and did not know how to speak, "My name is Edmund, I am the son of Adam, and Her Majesty saw me in the forest the other day, I'm here to report to her, and my siblings are now in Narnia, and they're close to the Beaver's house.She had said she wanted to meet them. ”"I'll report to Her Majesty right away."
The wolf said to him, "And if you still care about your life, stand at the threshold for me and don't move." ”With that, it went inside.Edmund stood there obediently waiting, his fingers already aching from the cold, his heart pounding from nervousness.Not long after, the gray wolf, the head of the witch's secret police, Fenreth Woolf, jumped back and said to him, "Come in, you are the queen's lucky darling, otherwise you would not be so lucky." ”So Edmund walked in, nervous all the way, for fear of stepping on the wolf's paws.He found himself being taken to a long, dark hall with many pillars, and like the courtyard outside, it was covered with stone statues.The closest to the door was a very sad-looking little lamb.Edmund couldn't help but think that maybe it was the friend Lucy had spoken of.There was only one lamp in the whole hall, and next to it sat the White Witch."
Your Majesty, I'm here."
Edmund said, and hurried forward."
How dare you come alone," the witch's voice sounded so terrible, "didn't I tell you to bring the others to me" "Your Majesty, please be appeased," explained Edmund, "and I have done my best to bring them around here."
Now they were in the little house in the middle of the embankment on the creek, with Mr. and Mrs.
Beaver. ”A grim smile slowly appeared on the witch's face."
Is that all you have to tell me?"
she asked."
And, Her Majesty."
Edmund hastened to speak, and then reported to her all that he had heard before he left the beaver couple's house."
What are you talking about, Aslan," the queen cried, "Aslan, are you telling you all true, once I find out that you dare to lie to me" "Please don't be angry, I'm just repeating what they said to you." ”Edmund was so frightened that he stammered in reply.However, the Queen's attention was no longer on him, and with a few clapping of her hands, Edmund saw that the dwarf who had followed the Queen last time immediately appeared."
Go and get the sleigh ready," commanded the Queen, "and remember to use a harness without a bell." ”t1706231537: