My life could never be better.  Narnia is mine ... forever.  I have complete control of the weather, of the miserable creatures, and of everything in this world. The hideous Fauns and the Centaurs never dare defy me, because of my swift movements in my wand arm.  My collection of statues barely has anymore newcomers these days. I think they've lost their faith in the Big Cat. Yes that devil Aslan, that stupid old cat. I really believe that thing has finally gone off and died. He knows he's powerless next to the might of the the Queen of Narnia. It is time that I take a sleigh ride through my land, good-bye.

Long Live the Queen