Bad Feelings

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        The White Witch and Aslan had a long conversation. We didn't exactly know what they were talking about. She just mentioned something about killing someone and I was really scared. Who is it going to be? Me? Or maybe Edmund. I don't know. I'm confused. As soon as she left, Aslan said that we had to immediately move from this place. He said that we should encamp at the Fords of Beruna. Of course I was dying to ask the King how he had arranged matters with the Witch but his face was stern and I didn't want to bother him. After all who knows what is he capable of doing when he's angry? After the meal, we took down the pavilion and packed things up. Then our journey began. During the first part of it Alan was explaining something to Peter. I could only notice that the King wasn't in a good mood. He seemed to be sad. It affected everyone that evening. I couldn't sleep. So did Susan. I was really worried about Aslan. I had a feeling that some dreadful thing is going to happen to him or maybe he'll do something dreadful. I wanted to see him. I asked Susan if she knows whether he is still here. We decided to go outside and look around. So we walked out of the tent. Far from the camp site , just where the trees began, we saw the Lion slowly walking away from us into the wood. Without a minute of thoughts we both followed him.