Peter Pevensie

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(g/y/h)= girl you hate

"Peter."
"Peter!"
"PETER!"

"Hmm?" The blonde king hummed distracted.

"What are you? Deaf? I've been calling you for the past min-" Susan stopped mid sentence when she saw what the high king was looking at. "Really? Do you even know her name?" Gesturing out the window.

"Her name is Y/N and she is one of the best swordsmen of all of Narnia." She continued.

"She just took down 5 of our best men all in one go." Peter said astonished.

" Peter said astonished

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"Peter. We have to talk about this. Princess (g/y/h) is coming here for Lucy's birthday ball and the council wants you to marry her." Susan desperately tried.

"I think I'm going to talk to her." Completely ignoring his logical sister and walking down to the armory.

"Ooooh! It looks like Peter finally fancies a girl." The birthday girl giggled next to her graceful sister.

"Yes, but the wrong girl; Peter knows that a marriage with the princess will give us peace between the kingdoms." She said stubborn as always.

"Oh come on, that's not fair! Peter is allowed to fall in love just like the rest of us. And I've talked to Y/N, she's so kind."

"I don't know, I would think he'd fall for someone a little more..."
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"Elegant! You're practically prancing James!" You laughed at the guard you were teaching. "You are never better than the sword. Guide the sword, it's an extension of you."

James aimlessly slashed down but you caught the blade with your body close.

"James! Stop trying to flee, it only makes it worse and easier to kill you." Rolling your eyes at the used to be arrogant soldier.

You were about to strike but then everyone started to bow, which meant a royal.

"No, no, please don't let me interrupt." The flustered blonde spoke.

"It's alright, he wasn't learning much anyways." The high and handsome king laughed at your wit, gesturing for you to stand.

"So what brings his magnificent to us humble soldiers?" You said kind of sarcastically with a deep mocking bow.

Surprised at your boldness, he replied just as.

"Can't a man just come down to his arena to watch a little fighting?"

"I don't know, depends on the reason it intrigued him in the first place." You flirted back.

"I think he just saw something he liked." The young king said with a quirked eyebrow.

"I'm glad, I've always wanted to battle a king." Slightly stunned Peter barely was able to escape from your sword.

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