"The two sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve are here!" A beaver whispered excitedly to another of his kind. "And Aslan is on the move!"

The other beaver gasped audibly, "Truly? Is the witch's reign about to end?"

"Hopefully so" his friend said. "The Lady told me so herself"

"The Lady?"

"The one whom the Witch has imprisoned in her castle of course!" The first beaver said impatiently. "The Witch took her because of her Sight and has forced her to become immortal. The poor, beautiful girl. She was almost in tears when I saw her in the kitchens last night, looking for something to eat. The witch punished her badly because she could not see any visions"

The other beaver clicked his tongue in sympathy, "Poor child. Has she not thought of escaping?"

"She says she fears to escape the witch, lest she be caught and turned to stone"

"The poor dear!" A nymph intruded in the conversation. "I would try to help her escape if I could. I saw her as well, she looked so lonely"

The aggressive growl of a wolf broke up their conversation, and they quickly parted ways to do their tasks in the witch's castle. However, there was one thing that the trio agreed on. If ever the Lady Juliet wanted to escape the Witch's Castle, they would try to help her.

Who knew that beneath the facade of the cold and silent Seer was actually a sensitive and lonely girl?

Back in Juliet's room, she hurriedly tied together the assortment of ropes, scarves and blankets that the Narnian servants had salvaged for her. Although Jadis would often call for Juliet to attend to her, she was not free to wander about the castle. Secret wanderings would leave her at risk with receiving Jadis' ire, and the witch was keeping her in a tight leash now more than ever, as she sensed her grip on Juliet loosening. It seemed as if almost every hour she had a reason to barge into Juliet's room and see what she was up to.

It was getting dangerous for Juliet to stay here, and she feared that soon enough she would be one of the stone statues littering the castle grounds.

A knock on the door made Juliet jump. She quickly shoved her makeshift rope to freedom and opened the door. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Badger, one of the Queen's kitchen servants.

"My lady here" The Badger shoved a bit of a scarf into Juliet's hands. "I must leave now"

"Thank you" Juliet said sincerely. "When I leave, please make sure that you and the others should as well. The Witch will surely put the blame on you"

The Badger looked at her worriedly, "Oh, but my lady, we need our jobs to support our families!"

"You won't need it any longer" Juliet whispered. "The sons of Adam and the daughters of Eve are here. There will be no evil queen to serve soon"

"Are you going to help them overthrow the witch?" The Badger asked her in awe.

"Yes" Juliet said firmly. "I am"

"What have you done?"

Peter stared in horror at the suit of armour now on the floor, broken and dented.

"Mrs. Macready will kill us" Susan said in a whisper.

The siblings had been playing cricket outside, as it was the first sunny day they had in four days. Peter thought it was nice to be out, although Edmund was acting even stranger than normal and was always on the offensive. There had been a huge row between him and Lucy, ending with the older siblings having a talk with Professor Kirke, who to their amazement, vouched for Lucy and suggested that maybe she was telling the truth about the land in the wardrobe. Peter didn't try to delve deeper into it, and instead tried to make sure that his siblings get along better. He was even making an extra effort to be nice to Edmund.

And it was due to Edmund that they were now staring in horror at the suit of armour and the broken window, after a terribly miscalculated swing of the bat that had the ball sailing through the window.

Footsteps could suddenly be heard approaching them. For the first time since they arrived, all four siblings were in complete agreement as they rushed out of the door. Somehow, Mrs. Macready's footsteps seemes to follow them, as they ran down hallways.

"Let's hide here!" Edmund told them as he opened one door. Peter, Susan and Lucy quickly followed him through, and they slammed the door shut.

Peter looked around the room and saw that it was the one with the wardrobe. Edmund was opening the wardrobe door and he gestured for his siblings to follow him in.

"Come on!" Edmund said impatiently.

Peter rolled his eyes, "You've got to be kidding me!"

But the door to the room started to jangle, and they all had no choice but to all go into the wardrobe lest they risk the anger of the Macready.

Peter's first thought as they backed away from the wardrobe door was that it was an awfully big wardrobe. But then Edmund tripped over a coat and tumbled into Susan, who pushed into Peter, and all three of them ended up tumbling down.

And landing into...snow?

Peter was staring into the sky - which was supossed to be impossible - for weren't they just in the wardrobe?

"What on earth?" Susan gasped as she sat up. "Where are we?"

Lucy was grinning ear to ear as she stared at her older siblings. "We're in Narnia!"

Peter was still staring at his surroundings. He thought that Lucy was making up stories - but now here he was in a forest covered completely in snow, a lampost in the distance.

He looked at Lucy guiltily, "I suppose that an apology is in order" Peter looked at Susan, who was also wearing the same apologetic expression, "We are very sorry, Lu"

"Will you forgive us?" Susan asked her.

Lucy smiled at her brother and sister and hugged them both. "Of course! Why shouldn't I?"

Suddenly, Edmund spoke up when he had been nothing but silent before. "Shouldn't we go over there? See what's deeper in the woods?"

Peter, Susan and Lucy fell silent as they turned to him. Peter felt a rush of anger and disappointment at his younger brother for lying to them and making fun of Lucy when she told them that Edmund had been in the wardrobe too.

"You lying, little -" Peter spat out as he advanced on Edmund who started to back away. When he felt Lucy's hand on his though, he stopped.

"Let's not fight" Lucy told him. She smiled up at him, "Please?"

Peter glared at Edmund before turning back to Lucy with a reluctant smile. "Alright, Lu. I suppose we owe it to you for not believing you"

Lucy grinned. "Good. Now, I can do this!"

She threw a snowball at Peter's face, giggling.

Peter spluttered for a momet before he started to laugh. He bent down and started making a snowball, this time hitting Susan, who was less than pleased and retaliated with one of her own.

All the while the three had their snowball fight, Edmund stood glowering by a tree.

Things were not going his way at all.

A boy a little younger than her was walking towards the great ice castle that Juliet recognized as Jadis'. He was shivering from the cold, but he walked purposely towards it. The scene changed quickly. The boy - Edmund, Juliet thought his name was, the name came to her abruptly - was now talking quickly to Jadis. He was sprouting off something about his siblings being by the Beaver's Dam. The witch had a satisfied smile on her face as she ordered Maugrim and his wolves to go fetch Edmund's siblings.

Juliet woke up with a start. It seemed that she had slept the afternoon away. Now, it was growing dark.

Her vision plauged her thoughts as she walked over to the window. This was one thing that she hated about them. She never knew when they were going to happen, only an inkling, a guess.

Juliet had planned to bide her time for a while. She had thought to wait until the Witch was going off on the offensive towards Aslan that she would strike her own little revolt in the castle. She had thought only to use the rope as an escape if Jadis finally caught on to Juliet's plans and saw her as a real threat.

Now, it seemed that she had to act earliee than she had anticipated. If this Edmund, a son of Adam, betrayed his siblings, then they would fall to Jadis and decorate the castle grounds as one of her many statues. And Juliet would still be trapped into glorified servitude to the Witch.

Her heart pounding, Juliet made her way to the door and locked it. For good measure, she pushed a chest against it as well. It would be no use against Jadis' powers if she was discovered, but it would buy her a little time.

She knelt under the bed and took out the large shard of glass she had taken when she broke the mirror a week ago. Juliet had claimed that it was an accident, and before the servants could clean it up, she had hidden one shard behind her dress. It wasn't a good weapon, but she had to imrpovise. She didn't dare risk stealing a sword or a dagger from the armoury. She tucked the shard of glass in her pocket.

Juliet put on her cloak, pulling the hood tight over her head. She took the rope that she had been tying together for weeks out from the tangle that was her bed covers and shook it out. She never had time to measure it, but she hoped that was long enough to ensure that she wouldn't die falling to the ground.

She tied one end to the windowsill and took the other, dropping it down the window. Juliet looked down. It was a long drop. The rope reached a little more than halfway down. It was still too high for her comfort, but she had no choice. She had to act now - or else they would have to live in perpetual winter forever, under the iron thumb of the White Witch.

With shaking hands, Juliet held on to the windowsill. She carefully slipped one leg out. She clutched her rope, hoping that it was strong enough to bear her weight as she swung her other leg out.

The wind pulled at her skirts and whipped her hair about. The moment she stepped out, Juliet felt the biting winter air. She tried not to think of the drop below as she slowly eased her way down, only thinking of each slide of her hand downwards as another step towards freedom.

She was nearing the end of her rope when she could hear heavy pounding on wood from the open window of her room.

"Juliet! What is this? Open the door at once, child! What are you playing at?"

Panic set in. Juliet quickly scrambled down. She dropped to the ground a few moments later, the same time there was a loud crash from her room, which could only mean that Jadis had forced the door.

Not allowing herself to breathe even a sigh of relief, Juliet took off in a run. She was glad that it was snowing hard, even if it obscured her vision, as it could help cover any tracks she left.

Now that she was out of the Witch's castle, she only had destination on mind.

She didn't know if Edmund was already on his way to the castle, or if he was already there. She might be too late already, but she knew she had to try.

She had to warn the other son of Adam and daughters of Eve. The fate of Narnia rested entirely on them.

And maybe, as Juliet stumbled through the snow, she thought that for the moment, their safety rested entirely on her.