in this world or another | edmund pevensie x reader

10) Single Combat

I walked out along side Edmund and Peter awaiting what the future had in store for us. Swords dangling from our waists and armor draped across our bodies we headed out to the battlefield. Wearing the Narnia symbol on my chest made me feel accepted, I like that feeling. The cheering Narnians distracted me from what was about to happen. Peter was either going to die or kill my uncle, which may I add I wouldn't exactly mind is Miraz died.

As we walked a bit further I could see the Telmaranians cheering with metal masks on. Then I saw him, Miraz.

"You alright?" Edmund asks me calmly. I didn't know how to feel. I've never been to war, I've only trained to maybe one day attend one.

"I have to be." I respond truthfully. Being confident in this might lift Peters confidence and give us a small chance of actually winning this thing.

We walked past a muscular centaur that gave us a noble nod. We all smiled lightly returning the kind gesture. We walked up closer and closer to where my uncle sat on his throne; I saw him mumble something to his soldier but I couldn't make out any words. But then he looked directly at the crossbow, that's when I knew what he meant. If it wasn't going his way, he was going to attack us.

Edmund holds up Peter's sword and he takes it from his casing, Narnians cheering at this act of what they think is bravery. Miraz then follows and puts on a gold mask then pulls out his sword looking right at Peter. They both step closer to one another into a square cemented area, now in utter silence.

"There is still time to surrender." Miraz says to Peter in an overly confident way pacing back and forth.

"Well, feel free." Peter says.

"How many more must die for the throne." Miraz asks. I for one recall him trying to kill me and my brother for the throne so his son could take the throne from us.

"Just one." Peter says pulling down his mask so it covers his mouth and nose.

They both run at one another swinging their swords but blocking every strike with their shields. The cheering from both sides start but the fighting continues. Miraz strike his sword but Peter blocks it, Peter then trying to make a move but Miraz's shield makes great contact with Peters head.

Again they motion towards each other but Peter ducks Miraz's swing and cuts him from underneath in the arm.

I look at Edmund and smile, he looks nervous but he's glad Peters not letting Miraz get any sort of advantage. But all of a sudden Miraz strikes at Peters head again knocking his helmet off. My eyes widen and jaw drops. I was scared for him. But u believed in him. Peter dodged a swing coming for his throat and cuts Miraz in the leg, this injury hurts him bad.
He yells out in pain. Me, I put on a smile.

Miraz now angry has a burst of rage and accelerates towards Peter swinging and blocking. He pushes Peter to the ground exposing his arm on the shield. Miraz noticed and steps on the shield dislocating it.

"Does his highness need a respite?" Miraz asks.

"Five minutes?" Peter says back holding his arm.

"Three!" Miraz yells back. Both of them limp and slowly come over to their own sides. Peter clenching his teeth trying not to scream because of his injury.

Susan and Caspian are back too. No Lucy thought, I bet she's okay.

"Y/n, you okay?" Caspian asks.

"Obviously I haven't done anything." I say back.

"Look about before i know you're a better swordsman that anyone—" He tries to apologize for asking me to stay out of the fight.