The magic world in the closet

Jadis The White Witch: You have a traitor in your midst, Aslan.

Aslan: His offense was not against you.

Jadis The White Witch: Have you forgotten the laws upon which Narnia has been built?

Aslan: [almost a roar] Do not cite the Deep Magic to me, Witch. I was there when it was written.

Jadis The White Witch: Then you'll remember well that every traitor belongs to me. His blood is my property

Peter Pevensie: [pulls out his sword] Try and take him then.

Jadis The White Witch: Do you really think that mere force will deny me my right little king? Aslan knows that in this, I had blood as the law demands. All of Narnia will be overturned and perish in fire and water. That boy will die on the stone table... as is tradition. You dare not to refuse me.

Aslan: Enough. I shall talk with you alone.

Aslan: She has renounced her claim on the Son of Adam's blood.

[Everybody cheers]

Jadis The White Witch: How do I know your promise will be kept?

[Aslan roars]