Edmund did not like this arrangement at all but he darednot disobey； he stepped on to the sledge and sat at her feet，and she put a fold of her fur mantle round him and tucked it well in.
“Perhaps something hot to drink？” said the Queen. “Should you like that？”
“Yes please， your Majesty，” said Edmund， whose teethwere chattering.
The Queen took from somewhere among her wrappings a very small bottle which looked as if it were made of copper. Then， holding out her arm， she let one drop fall from it on the snow beside the sledge. Edmund saw the drop for a second in mid.air， shining like a diamond. But the moment it touched the snow there was a hissing sound and there stood a jewelled cup full of something that steamed. The dwarf immediately took this and handed it to Edmund with a bow and a smile； not a very nice smile. Edmund felt much better as he began to sip the hot drink. It was something he had never tasted before， very sweet and foamy and creamy， and it warmed him right down to his toes.
“It is dull， Son of Adam， to drink without eating，” said the Queen presently. “What would you like best to eat？”
“Turkish Delight， please， your Majesty，” said Edmund.
