Leave me alone!

What is it now, Ginarrbrik?

Make him let me go! I didn't do anything wrong!

How dare you address the Queen of Narnia?

I didn't know!

You will know her better hereafter!

Wait! What is your name, Son of Adam?

Edmund.

And how, Edmund, did you come to enter my dominion?

I'm not sure. I was just following my sister.

Your sister? How many of you?

Four. Lucy's the only one that's been here before. She said she met some faun called Tumnus. Peter and Susan didn't believe her. I didn't, either.

Edmund, you look so cold. Will you come and sit with me? Now, how about something hot to drink?

Yes, please, Your Majesty.

Your drink, sire.

How did you do that?

I can make anything you like.

Can you make me taller?

Anything you'd like to eat.

Turkish Delight?

Edmund? I would very much like to meet the rest of your family.

Why? They're nothing special.

Oh, I'm sure they're not nearly as delightful as you are. But you see, Edmund, I have no children of my own. And you are exactly the sort of boy who I could see, one day, becoming Prince of Narnia. Maybe even King.

Really?

Of course, you'd have to bring your family.

Do you mean, Peter would be king too?

No! No, no. But a king needs servants.

I guess I could bring them.

Beyond these woods, you see those two hills? My house is right between them. You'd love it there, Edmund. It has whole rooms simply stuffed with Turkish Delight.

Couldn't I have some more now?

No! Don't want to ruin your appetite. Besides, you and I are going to be seeing each other again very soon.

I hope so, Your Majesty.

Until then, dear one. I'm gonna miss you.