Depending on how far you want to spin the creepiness, and how much your magic corrupts, you could even tie it in to why they were exiled from Narnia. They started on the path that led to the White Witch (ignoring The Magician's Nephew, which I am wont to do).
Or, in the same vein, because they left the path of Aslan, as Calormen is an inherently heathen country (and therefore the opposition/evil), and the magic is an integral part of both what makes it alien, and what makes it a temptation.
Edmund and Susan giving into that temptation at first could be forgiven, for they entered with pure hearts and love of Narnia as a shield around their souls. But their dabbling clearly went beyond that and became something personal and selfish, and then they brought the sin back to their brother and sister, and through them to the land, and were no longer the four innocents, were now tainted. And so for the protection of their own souls and as a no-longer-virgin sacrifice for their country, they were sent out.
See, this is what happen when I spend the evening studying religion and psychology and subsist on chocolate-covered espresso beans. Extreme over-analysis.
And I really want a scene where this is true and there is a confrontation about it between the Pevensies and Aslan before they get sent back only they don't remember because, y'know, they lost.
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Or, in the same vein, because they left the path of Aslan, as Calormen is an inherently heathen country (and therefore the opposition/evil), and the magic is an integral part of both what makes it alien, and what makes it a temptation.
Edmund and Susan giving into that temptation at first could be forgiven, for they entered with pure hearts and love of Narnia as a shield around their souls. But their dabbling clearly went beyond that and became something personal and selfish, and then they brought the sin back to their brother and sister, and through them to the land, and were no longer the four innocents, were now tainted. And so for the protection of their own souls and as a no-longer-virgin sacrifice for their country, they were sent out.
See, this is what happen when I spend the evening studying religion and psychology and subsist on chocolate-covered espresso beans. Extreme over-analysis.
And I really want a scene where this is true and there is a confrontation about it between the Pevensies and Aslan before they get sent back only they don't remember because, y'know, they lost.