After I read “The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe” I wondered about Turkish Delight. I knew that you'd eaten enchanted Turkish Delight, and it was the White Witch's magic that was to blame for your betrayal of Aslan and your siblings. But I also figured that Turkish Delight must be pretty tasty, so I reserved a portion of my allowance for a Big Turk bar. Edmund Pevensie, I blame you for that single awful bite of Big Turk. But I learned a valuable lesson that day about the British and their awful candy.