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Dear Diary!
When I woke up this morning, I found out that this night my brother was transported to our cantonment and now he is talking with Aslan. We ate breakfast and went outside. We approached to Lion and Edmund. My brother gave a hand to all of us and asked forgiveness of his behaviour. We accepted his apology. Then, one of leopards came to Aslan and told, that White Witch's legate came to our cantonment and wants a permission for Witch's arrival to us. Lion agreed provided, that Whitch will leave her wand under the oak. Legate went along with it and he went to his Lady with two leopards. I was shocked, that these animals aren't afraid of being swapped into stone statues and I asked Peter about it. He said, that nothing would happen to them.
A few mintues later, the Witch appeared on the top of hill. Her face sent shivers down my spine. She said, that between us, there was a traitor, which belonged to her and she can kill him. I was afraid, that Aslan will agree for this. But Susan asked him to do something with these Great Spells. Suddenly, Lion gave us an order to withdraw, because he wants to talk with White Witch face to face. I started to cry, because I was afraid of Edmund's fate: if he will die or live hereafter?
Finally, we heard Aslan's voice exhorting us. It turned out, that White Witch forsweard Edmund's blood. I breathed a sigh of relief. On Witch's face there was a cruel triumph. She asked, what certainty she can had, that Aslan will fulfill the promise. Lion brayed fearfully in answer. White Witch escaped from the hill in fear for her life.
When she left the hill, Aslan said, that we hd to move our cantonment in other place. After dinner, everybody started to gather their things. Two hours later we were going to our new cantonment. On the first part of march, the person, who were accompaning Lion, was Peter. On the second part - me and Susan. We didn't talk with Aslan a lot, because he didn't want to. He seemed to be depressed. It was still bright, when we arrived at our goal. We started to encamp.

Kisses, Lucy