Romeo || Edmund Pevensie

King Of The City

Narnia was a vast land, where much of its territories were unexplored. There was too much space and hardly enough time in the world to journey through every crevasse. It was beautiful, though, and every aspect of it that soon became visible to them was another adventure. Sometimes it was hard to believe that such a place existed, but it did.

     Only when Aramis was pushed into the situations he was most uncomfortable in did he see the true beauty around him. The house reminded him of this. A house that couldn't be seen, and yet, that was where they were.

     Lucy had taken a hold of his hands, and guided him through the hallway, letting him taken it all in. Their footsteps echoed in the emptiness, and he couldn't stop the feeling of loneliness spreading through his chest. It was so isolated that he had begun to question if anyone even lived there at all, but that wasn't why he had been forced to enter.

    It was grand. The ceilings were high, and the flooring smooth. In comparison to a boat, even one as magnificent as the Dawn Treader, this was the Palace of Versailles.

     They stepped into another room, which must have been the library because every wall was lined with shelves filled to the brim with books. It was gorgeous. Aramis immediately knew that Edmund would love it if he saw it. His love for literature was something not many had the pleasure of knowing about. It allowed the spirit to feel just a little bit more important.

     In the centre of this library was a stand. A book was already placed upon it, but it's cover made no sense. It was plainly bound leather, with jumbled letters on its front. Aramis couldn't work out whether this was the book that they were supposed to find or not.

     Lucy pulled at the clasp, itching to find out what was inside, to no avail. The spirit had yet to try, but watched as an engraved angel gathered air and gestured to blow at the cover. Aramis followed its instructions and blew air onto the front. The letters moved around into their real place, and revealed the name.

     The Book of Incantations.

This was what the invisible men wanted them to find. If they did what they were asked, then perhaps they could leave without too much damage. They would do anything if it saved those they considered family.

Lucy opened the latch to the book, and watched as the pages flicked to the very first with a spell. The entirety of it was ornate, and more beautiful than any other book Aramis had read. The Queen could only compare it to the work of a monk back in her home world, but even then, this had so much more to it. This was magic.

Aramis could have laughed at some of the spells names. They weren't exactly the most sophisticated sounding things. A spell that cureth toothache- it might have come in handy on the boat with the amount of complaining which went on daily. And then, a spell for snow.

This page caught their attention more than the others because it was completely black. The writing was white, but it was dark. None of the others had this drama. Taken by surprise, Aramis was unable to prevent the Queen beside from reciting the incantation.

     "With these words your tongue must sew, for all around there to be snow."

     There was barely a moment between the words leaving her lips, and a gasp as white flakes fell onto the page. It had worked. She had hoped it might, but not so efficiently, and not so fast. Soon, the entire ground was a wonderland of winter, only without the crisp breeze often associated with the weather.