Aslan frowned, "You’re a thorn in everyones side."
The Lion looked up… His hues held the same authority aswhen he first aided his children in the battle that ended her life. Basically, he ripped her throat open.
"Try my Witch, if you touch on hair on any of these people I’ll personally make sure that you lay in a pool of your own fluids…”
Aslan extended his claws and displayed his pearly white teeth.
♕ She knew when he was being serious, and she knew that this wasn't it.
This wasn't the time when she would pick up her skirts and run for her dear life, just like how she did when she had flung the iron bar right at the lion's head, or when the lion roared at her after bargaining with Edmund Pevensie's life. They were at the same level of social standing in a city that practically didn't care about them, and Jadis couldn't be more contented than that.
But at the proclamation, Jadis gave a mock scandalized gasp, grinning at Aslan in return. She would make sure that she would be the one to leave this conversation with the last laugh, and she really did enjoy this useless banter.
"...Why, Aslan, I never thought of you as being so perverse. You never cease to amaze me, great Lion, now do you?"










