The white witch, with her Northern magic, looks at the dark stranger, and her eyes are proud and defiant, almost cruel. Yes, she will let him have the trees and the stones and the water and the birds--but only for a little while. It is no matter to her, and in time, she will have the endless winter, the sound of the bells, the spells of fruit and iron--she will have everything.
Negotiation (Narnia+JS&MN, Jadis and the Raven King).