The next morning, we were all so relived that the storm was gone, we hardly noticed that we'd spotted land.

"Which Island is it?" Lucy asked as we passed around the telescope.

"I do not know… we are still trying to figure out where we are exactly." Caspian told her.

"Well, there really is only one way to find out where we are," Peter said. He and Edmund grinned. Reepicheep, who was standing on the railing, said,

"I'll get the buoys ready!" and scurried off. We all shared an amused look before laughing.

"I'll go help him," Edmund said, running after the mouse.

We all stood on the shore, looking inland. Everything was dirt. There wasn't a sign of life anywhere. "Where to now?" Lucy asked.

"There's only one way to go." Edmund responded. He and Peter shared a grin and started off. I rolled my eyes at Lucy and we followed behind the boys.

The only real landscape was a mountain range, and we started climbing up. It wasn't long until Peter found rope tied around a thick boulder.

We followed it around to a hole in the ground. "How deep do you think it is?" I asked.

"Let's find out." Caspian picked up a rock and threw it down the hole. We listened to the clacks until it stopped.

"Doesn't seem too far." Peter said, picking the rope up. "Besides, it has to be cooler down there than it is up here."

Peter went first, and then Lucy and I went. I looked around as Edmund came down the rope. The cavern was huge, and I could hear water trickling somewhere near-by. Edmund started forward around an outcropping of rock when Caspian came down.

"What's that?" Peter asked, coming up behind Edmund. I walked over to see a deep pool of water. At the bottom stood a statue of some kind.

"I don't know…. It looks like some sort of gold statue." Edmund responded, echoing my thoughts.

"Be careful." I said as Ed ripped off a vine on the wall and dipped it into the water. Before it was half way under, it started to turn gold.

"Look out!" Lucy shouted, causing Ed to drop the vine. It changed into gold completely. All of us stood around silent.

"He must've fallen in." Caspian said quietly. Lucy's hand gripped my arm.

"That poor man." She stated. I looked closely at the statue. On the front of his shirt was a crest. I moved closer and realized where I'd seen it before.

"You mean, poor Lord." Caspian came to look over my shoulder, and I took a step back to step next to Lucy.

"That's the crest of Lord Restimar." He exclaimed. Peter's arm shot out and he pointed down into the water.

"Look! His sword!" Edmund unsheathed his sword and dipped it into the water.
"Are you mad?" I started to reach for him when Peter's hand came down on my shoulder.

"Look, its not turning to gold." He said. Edmund pulled Lord Restimar's sword from the water.

"Both the swords are magical." Lucy stated. Caspian reached out and took the sword from Edmund.

"He mustn't have known what hit him." I said softly, looking down at Restimar. On his face there was a look of agony. It probably hurt to turn to gold. Your whole body solidifying. I shuddered.

"Maybe…" Edmund replied, a tone to his voice I hadn't heard since he was very young. Chills crept up my spine and I looked over my shoulder, expecting to see the Angel of Death. All I saw were shadows.

"What are you talking about?" Peter asked. He seemed just as wary as I was. Ed picked up a shell that sat on the edge of the pool and reached to dip it in.
"Edmund!" Lucy shouted at him. He pulled the shell out quickly and set it on the ground before it turned to gold. All of us stood quietly, watching him.

I could hear his breathing hitch and suddenly become labored. Images of him turning to gold flashed in front of my eyes.

"Edmund?" I reached for him, about to set my hand on his shoulder when he jumped up.

"Whoever has access to this pool…could be the most powerful person in the world." I stepped away from him.

"Edmund, you're a King." Lucy pointed out. He turned crazy eyes on her.

"Lu, we'd be so rich. No one could tell us what to do or who to live with." Lucy and I shared a horrified look. I turned to Peter, who was studying Caspian. Caspian had a look of hatred on his face.

"You can't take anything out of Narnia, Edmund." His voice was chilled. Edmund spun to face him.

"Who says?" He challenged. This could not end well, I thought.

"I do." Edmund scoffed at Caspian. His eyes turning darker with his anger.

"I am not your subject." Edmund responded. Peter opened his mouth to speak when Caspian beat him to the punch.

"You've been waiting for this, haven't you? To challenge me? You doubt my leadership."

"You doubt yourself!" Edmund shouted.

"Ed!" Peter hollered. Caspian lifted Restimar's sword, pointing it at Edmund.

"You're a child!" He shouted. Edmund pulled his sword out, facing off with Caspian.

"Caspian!" I shouted at him, but he didn't even acknowledge me.

"And you're a spineless sap!" Edmund retorted.

"That's enough!" Peter shouted at the both of them. He moved to grab Edmund, but Edmund shoved him off.

"I'm tired of playing second fiddle! First Peter," Edmund said.

"Hey," Peter held his hands up, a look of hurt on his face. "What did I do?"

"And now," Edmund carried on as if he hadn't heard Peter. I was starting to wonder if he had. "It's you. You know I'm braver than both of you! Why did you get Peter's sword? I deserve a Kingdom of my own! I deserve to rule!" Spit flew from his mouth as he shouted. The venom in his words was sickening. To hear him say such things caused my heart to break.

"If you think you're so brave, why don't you prove it?" Caspian shouted back, lunging forward. He pushed Edmund back, and they engaged in a duel. Lucy screamed at them, fearful they'd get hurt. Peter tried to get between them, but he was knocked to the ground.

I waited for a pause, right when Ed was about to strike Caspian again, and I jumped between their blades. They both halted. "Stop it! Both of you." I held my hands up to ward them off. "Look at yourselves. This is exactly what Coriakin was talking about." I looked at both of them in turn.

Their faces drained of scorn and became very ashamed. "Let's just get out of here." I shook my head and wrapped my arm around Lucy's shoulders, walking her towards the rope.

"Susan—," Caspian's voice sounded like his own—except full of remorse. I ignored him and Peter came over to help Lucy and I climb up.