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CHAPTER TWELVE PETERS FIRST BATTLE(第2页)

“Allshallbedone,”saidAslan。“Butitmaybeharderthanyouthink。”Andthenhewassilentagaiime。UptothatmomentLucyhadbeenthinkinghowroyalandstrongandpeacefulhisfacelooked;nowitsuddeoherheadthathelookedsadaswell。ButethatexpressionwasquitegoheLionshookhismaneandclappedhispawstogether(“Terriblepaws,”thoughtLucy,“ifhedidn'tknowhowtovelvetthem!”)andsaid,“Meahefeastbeprepared。Ladies,taketheseDaughtersofEvetothepavilionahem。”

&hegirlshadgoneAslanlaidhispaw—andthoughitwasvelveteditwasveryheavy—oer'sshoulderandsaid,“,andIwillshowyhtofthecastlewhereyouaretobeKing。”

AhhisswordstilldrawninhishaheLioerhehilltop。Thereabeautifulsightmettheireyes。Thesuiheirbacks。Thatmeantthatthewholetrybelowthemlayintheeveninglight—forestandhillsandvalleysand,windingawaylikeasilvershelowerpartofthegreatriver。Andbeyondallthis,milesaway,wasthesea,aheseathesky,fullofcloudswhichwerejustturningrosecolorwiththerefleofthesujustwherethelandofhesea—infact,atthemouthofthegreatriver—therewassomethingonalittlehill,shining。Itwasshiwasadofcoursethesunlightwasrefleallthehichlookedtoetera;buttoPeteritlookedlikeagreatstarrestingontheseashore。

“That,OMan,”saidAslan,“isCairParavelofthefourthrones,inoneofwhiustsitasKing。IshowittoyoubecauseyouarethefirstbornandyouwillbeHighKiherest。”

Aersaidnothing,foratthatmomentastrahesilewaslikeabugle,butricher。

“Itisyoursister'shorn,”saidAslaerinalowvoice;solowastobealmostapurr,ifitisfultothinkofaLi。

Foramomeuhen,whenhesawalltheothercreaturesstartforwardandheardAslansaywithawaveofhispaw,“Back!LetthePrinhisspurs,”hediduaashardashecouldtothepavilion。Andtherehesawadreadfulsight。

TheNaiadsandDryadsweresgiion。Luningtowardhimasfastashershswouldcarryherandherfacewasaser。ThenhesawSusanmakeadashforatree,andswingherselfup,followedbyahugegraybeast。AtfirstPeterthoughtitwasabear。TheitlookedlikeanAlsatian,thoughitwasfartoobigtobeadog。Thehatitolfstandingonitshihitsfrontpawsagairunk,snappingandsnarling。Allthehaironitsbackstooduponend。Susanhadogethigherthanthesedbigbraneshungdownsothatherfootwasonlyaninchortwoabovetheserwonderedwhyshedidhigheroratleasttakeabettergrip;thehatshewasjustgoingtofaintandthatifshefaintedshewouldfalloff。

&feelverybrave;ihewasgoingtobesick。Butthatmadeowhathehadtodo。Herushedstraightuptothemonsterandaimedaslashofhisswordatitsside。ThatstrokeheWolf。Quickaslightningitturnedround,itseyesflaming,anditsmouthwideopeninahowlofahadnotbeensoangrythatitsimplyhadtohowlitwouldhavegothimbythethroatatowas—thoughallthishappeooquicklyforPetertothinkatall—hehadjusttimetodudplungehissword,ashardashecould,betweee&#sihencameahorrible,omehinginanightmare。HewastuggingandpullingandtheWolfseemedheralivenordead,anditsbaredteethkhisforehead,ahingwasbloodaandhair。Amomentlaterhefoundthatthemonsterlaydeadandhehaddrawnhisswordoutofitandwasstraighteninghisbadrubbioffhisfadoutofhiseyes。Hefelttiredallover。

&erabit,Susahetree。SheaprettyshakywheandIwon'tsaytherewasn'tkissingandbothsides。ButinNarhinksanytheworseofyouforthat。

“Quick!Quick!”shoutedthevoiceofAslaaurs!Eagles!Iseeanotherwolfis。There—behidartedaway。Afterhim,allofyou。Hewillbegoingtohismistress。NowisyourdtheWitdrescuethefourthSonofAdam。”Andinstantlywithathunderofhoofsaingofwingsadozenorsooftheswiftestcreaturesdisappearediheringdarkness。

&illoutofbreath,turnedandsawAslahand。

“Youhavefottentoyoursword,”saidAslan。

IteterblushedwhehebrightbladeandsawitallsmearedwiththeWolf'shairandblood。Hestoopeddoeditquitethegrass,andtheedryonhiscoat。

“Handittomeandkneel,SonofAdam,”saidAslaerhaddoruckhimwiththeflatofthebladeandsaid,“Riseup,SirPeterWolf's-Bane。And,petowipeyoursword。”

baund。Whenhehadbeeowalkfarfurtherthanhehadeverknownthatanybodycouldwalk,theWitchatlasthaltedinadarkvalleyallovershadowedwithfirtreesarees。Edmundsimplysankdownandlayonhisfaothingatallandnotevengwhatwasgoingtohappeprovidedtheywouldlethimliestill。Hewastootiredeventonotigryandthirstyhewas。TheWitdthedwarfweretalkingclosebesidehiminlowtones。

“No,”saidthedwarf,“itisnouseheymusthavereachedtheStoablebynow。”

&heWolfwillsmellususnews,”saidtheWitch。

“Itotbegoodnewsifhedoes,”saidthed>

“FourthronesinCairParavel,”saidtheWitch。“Howifonlythreewerefilled?Thatwouldnotfulfiltheprophecy。”

“WhatdifferehatmakenowthatHeishere?”saidthedwarf。Hedidnotdare,evenhenameofAslantohismistress。“Hemaynotstaylong。Andthen—weoCair。Yetitmightbebetter,”saidthedwarf,“tokeepthisone”(herehekid)“fwith。”

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