"Well, I'm meant to take you to meet him," says Mr. Beaver. "Tomorrow, if possible, at the Stone Table. We do need you too, Daughters of Eve - there's an old rhyme about it - When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone / sits at Cair Paravel in throne / the evil time will be over and done."
"...Are you saying we're supposed to sit on thrones? Does that mean only as a - physical trigger for some kind of magic, or as a symbol that will be useful for some reason, or - the conventional reason people sit on thrones?"
"You'll want to speak to Aslan about that," says Mr. Beaver.
"And the Witch, is she not human herself?"
"She's been known to claim it," he says. "She'd like us to think it, it's how she bases her claim to the throne, but no, she's Jinn on one side, giant on the other. Not a drop of real human blood. That's why she's so wrong clear through - things that look like humans and aren't, or used to be and stopped, they're not to be trusted. There's good Dwarfs, but the ones that are the least like men, not the ones that could be mistook."
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"...Are you saying we're supposed to sit on thrones? Does that mean only as a - physical trigger for some kind of magic, or as a symbol that will be useful for some reason, or - the conventional reason people sit on thrones?"
"You'll want to speak to Aslan about that," says Mr. Beaver.
"And the Witch, is she not human herself?"
"She's been known to claim it," he says. "She'd like us to think it, it's how she bases her claim to the throne, but no, she's Jinn on one side, giant on the other. Not a drop of real human blood. That's why she's so wrong clear through - things that look like humans and aren't, or used to be and stopped, they're not to be trusted. There's good Dwarfs, but the ones that are the least like men, not the ones that could be mistook."
"I see," says Bella, politely dubious.