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It was indeed indescribable to ride through the pass after so many centuries. Caspian rode at the head of the entourage but the Pevensies rode beside Corin, reminding each other in rambling stories about the…
It took them a little over a week, but they got the mess cleaned up and both men buried – what was left of Valdemar, that is. Dr. James and Helene were married, and Ernest’s…
Caspian dispatched Twinklefinn to the ship as Peter hailed a passing Hawk to fly on to Anvard with news of Corin and asked a sparrow to make for Cair Paravel. Then they dove back into…
“Where’s Mrs. Valdemar and Doctor James?” blurted Nico the instant the two got into the house. “Upstairs in Mr. Valdemar’s room, with Mr. Carmichael,” the butler replied as he took their coats. “Let’s go, Erik!”…
As Caspian led them through and around the maze of dilapidated or blocked passageways tears began to leak from Lucy’s eyes. “It’s just,” she bit her lip as her siblings gathered around her, “well, I…
It was the seventeenth night after Ernest’s death when Nico shadow-traveled with Eric to the mansion. Ernest’s disembodied voice echoed throughout the house. “No! Release me! Let me rest! Please!!” “Valdemar, do you hear me?…
Leaving their small entourage at the surface, the five kings and queens descended into the trench. The water was freezing, black, and lifeless for several minutes until, like a phantom appearing in the dark, their…
“No!” came a disembodied voice, startling everyone. “It is so dark here.” “That’s Ernest’s voice!” exclaimed Helene. “But he’s definitely dead,” came the doctor’s reply after checking Valdemar’s pulse again. Carmichael leaned in. “Valdemar, can…
As the mermen guided the Dawn Treader through the last few miles of shallower water, the sea began to teem with other Merfolk, Naiads, and Sea Beasts coming to the surface to see the new…
The next morning, Ernest wanted to take the duo on a tour through Paris. Erik and Nico readily accepted, Erik acting more like a kid at Christmas, all giddy with excitement over visiting Paris again.…
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