𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 [chronicles of narnia]

13

Edmund placed a hand on his brothers shoulder, with a fake smile, "Keep smiling." Edmund advised.

Peter nodded and raised his sword, forcing a smile through his gritted teeth creating a burst of energy through The Narnian army. Peter clutched his arm and groaned in pain. Eliza led the older boy to a rock where Edmund examined. Edmund nodded gravely to Eliza who took a deep breath in and stepped closer to the boy.

"I think it's dislocated... What do you think happens back home if you die here? ... You know, you two have always been there. I never really-" Peter winced, as Eliza tentatively touched the boys arm before pushing it back into place like she had done hundreds of times during their Golden Age. "—OWW!" The boy yelled in discomfort.

Eliza stepped back from her older brother, "Save it for later." She said firmly, offering the boy his helmet. Peter shook his head when offered his helmet before walking back into the stone circle. Peter attacked Miraz quickly, taking offense but Miraz parried.Miraz
began to hit Peter with his shield making the younger boy fall. Miraz ran at him his sword held high.

Peter blocked Miraz's sword and tripped the older man. They both recovered, scrambling to their feet. Peter knocked Miraz' sword out of his hand. Miraz now having to only use his shield, they both continued to circle. Peter attempted to stab Miraz but failed, leaving an opportunity for Miraz to knock Peter's sword out of his hand. Miraz tried to slam his shield into Peter, but Peter caught it, the younger boy twisted Miraz' shield behind him. Miraz elbowed Peter hard in the face and then pushed him into a stone pillar.

Miraz swiftly picked up his sword and swung once more, but Peter blocked it with his vambraces. Peter stood up and sent a punch to Miraz' wounded leg. Miraz yelped in pain and fell to his knees, dropping his sword in the process. "Respite! Respite!" Miraz pleaded, begging for a break

Eliza stood forward, "Now's no time for chivalry, Pete!" She yelled out to her brother, Peter hesitated, his eyes glancing between his sister and the Telmarine king on his knees. Miraz held up both of his hand preparing for the blow.

Peter lowered his arm and starts walking back to his side, shocking all of them, but once Peter's back was turned, Miraz found the hilt of his sword and lunged at Peter.

"Look out!" The twins yelled in unison, the both of them, now ready to draw their swords.
Peter dodged the swing just and time, grabbed the sword, twisting it around, and once again stabs Miraz beneath the arm. Miraz gasped, falling to his knees in his weak state.

Peter who was now holding Miraz' sword, hesitated once again. "What's the matter, boy?" Miraz taunted with a sick grin, "Too cowardly to take a life?"

Peter looked down at his sword before looking towards Caspian. "It's not mine to take." The older boy said briefly, before he offered the sword to Caspian who stepped forward, and slowly raised the sword.

Miraz let out a hiss at his nephew, "Perhaps I was wrong. It seems you have the makings of a good Telmarine king after all." The Telmarine king snarled, bowing his head and flinching as Caspian raised the sword, with a scream bringing the sword down. Eliza watched carefully from beside Edmund as the Prince stabbed the floor beside his uncle.

"Not one like you. Keep your life, but I am giving the Narnians back their kingdom." Caspian spat, the boy began to walk away and the Narnians cheer in glee. Eliza smiled and hugged Caspian, knowing they'd finally gotten freedom for their people.