𝐀𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧❜𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 - 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲

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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩.𝐨.𝐯.

"Isn't there anything we can do to help Tumnus?"
Lucy asked.
"They'll have taken him to the witch's house you know what they say; there's few that go through them gates that come out again."
"Fish 'n' chips?"
Mrs beaver asked and gave us some... interesting looking fish and chips.
"But there is hope dear, lots of hope."
She said reassuringly.

"Oh yeah that's right but more than hope! Aslan is on the move."
I internally celebrated but the Pevensie's looked at the beavers with confusion. Edmund walked forward.
"Who's Aslan?"
Mr beaver started laughing.
"Who is Aslan? You cheeky little blighter."
And Mrs beaver hit him lightly, halting his laughter.
"What?"
"You don't know, do you?"
He asked.
"We haven't exactly been here very long."

Peter explained a little annoyed.

"Well, he's only the king of the whole wood. The top geezer, the real king of Narnia!"
"He's been away for a long while."
"But he's just got back! And he's waiting for you, near the stone table!"
The Beavers explained.

"He's waiting for us?"
Lucy asked really shocked.
"You're blooming joking! They don't even know about the prophecy!"
"Well then..."
Mrs beaver prompted him.

"Look, Aslan return, Tumnus' arrest, the secret police, it's all happening because of you!"
He said happily.
"You're blaming us?"
Susan asked.
"No, not blaming. Thanking you."
Mrs beaver told us.

"There is a prophecy,"

"When Adams flesh and Adams bone,
sits at Cair Paravel in throne,
The evil time will be over and done.
But only with the help of the creature,
Who is a child of the almighty teacher,
Then peaceful times shall be begun."
(I hope that sounds okay)

I spoke and everyone turned to look at me.
"How do you know that?"
The Beavers asked. But as she looked closely at me, Mrs Beaver realised.

"Y/n? Is that you?"
"

Hey..."

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