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Dear Diary!
It didn't take a few miutes, when the battle was over. We WON! I saw Peter and Aslan giving hands to each other. Peter said, that Edmund was wounded. We find him near the line of battle. Lion reminded me about my medicine from Saunta Claus. My hands were quaking so much, that I couldn't open a bottle. Finally, I instiled a few drops into my brother's mouth. Aslan said, that there were other injured somewhere. I was too uncertain Edmund's fate to think about it, but I raised and helped others. For a half an hour I was restoring to life dying. Later, Lion accoladed my brother. I thought, that Edmund should now what Aslan did for him. This night we were sleeping near the battle area, but next morning we went to Cair-Paravel. We were walking by the coast and having fun.
Next day was very ceremonial. Aslan crowned us and said that becoming a King or a Queen of Narnia, we are becoming them forever. We sat on our thrones, got our scepters and we gave our friends little gifts. This night there was a great ball in Cair-Paravel. Everybody feasted and danced. And when we saw, that Aslan is leaving our palace, we did say nothing. Because we didn't forget Mr Beaver's words: that Lion isn't tame. He leaves and comes back. That's what it should be. I shed a tear in a longing of my friend Aslan. I know, that someday he will come back and be with us again...

Kisses, Lucy