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The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

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"Beast!" muttered Polly.<br />

"<strong>The</strong> last great battle," said the Queen, "raged for three days here <strong>in</strong> Charn itself. For<br />

three days I looked down upon it from this very spot. I did not use my power till the last<br />

<strong>of</strong> my soldiers had fallen, and the accursed woman, my sister, at the head <strong>of</strong> her rebels<br />

was halfway up those great stairs that lead up from the city to the terrace. <strong>The</strong>n I waited<br />

till we were so close that we could see one another's faces. She flashed her horrible,<br />

wicked eyes upon me and said, "Victory." "Yes," said I, "Victory, but not yours." <strong>The</strong>n I<br />

spoke the Deplorable Word. A moment later I was the only liv<strong>in</strong>g th<strong>in</strong>g beneath the sun.",<br />

"But the people?" gasped Digory.<br />

"What people, boy?" asked the Queen.<br />

"All the ord<strong>in</strong>ary people," said Polly, "who'd never done you any harm. And the women,<br />

and the children, and the animals."<br />

"Don't you understand?" said the Queen (still speak<strong>in</strong>g to Digory). "I was the Queen.<br />

<strong>The</strong>y were all my people. What else were they there for but to do my will?"<br />

"It was rather hard luck on them, all the same," said he.<br />

"I had forgotten that you are only a common boy. How should you understand reasons <strong>of</strong><br />

State? You must learn, child, that what would be wrong for you or for any <strong>of</strong> the common<br />

people is not wrong <strong>in</strong> a great Queen such as I. <strong>The</strong> weight <strong>of</strong> the world is on our<br />

shoulders. We must be freed from all rules. Ours is a high and lonely dest<strong>in</strong>y."<br />

Digory suddenly remembered that Uncle Andrew had used exactly the same words. But<br />

they sounded much grander when Queen Jadis said them; perhaps because Uncle Andrew<br />

was not seven feet tall and dazzl<strong>in</strong>gly beautiful.<br />

"And what did you do then?" said Digory.<br />

"I had already cast strong spells on the hall where the images <strong>of</strong> my ancestors sit. And the<br />

force <strong>of</strong> those spells was that I should sleep among them, like an image myself, and need<br />

neither food nor fire, though it were a thousand years, till one came and struck the bell<br />

and awoke me."<br />

"Was it the Deplorable Word that made the sun like that?" asked Digory.<br />

"Like what?" said Jadis<br />

"So big, so red, and so cold."

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