The Guardians of Narnia: Daughter of the Peace

Chapter 12 - Executing the Plans

“Dris can you come help me with this?” Caspian asked. He was across the room attempting to tie the arm brace to his right forearm. Trying and failing.

“You are hopeless.” She chuckles, making quick work of the ties that had been causing him trouble.

“You do it faster than I can. We'd be here until next year if I had to do it myself.” Caspian tells her as she continued to fasten his armor to their respective places on his torso.

“Very true.” She chuckles before going over to the chest that she had been able to locate. She opened it and inside was her armor and weapons. On the top was the white chainmail dress that she quickly slipped on. Next came the golden over dress that shone brightly in the torch light. Below was the rest of her armor; the parts she required help with. “I'm going to need your help as well. It has been a while since I last did it myself.” She informed him. He just shook his head in amusement. It didn’t take long and soon she had the tan leather corset and braces in place. Caspian took a step back as she finished strapping her weapons on her back. Her hair was in a long braid down her back and he had to think that he had never seen anyone more beautiful than her in that moment. “Thank you.” He nodded before approaching her to tuck a stray piece of hair behind her ear. She froze at his touch, surprised. She looked up at him and saw the look in his eyes and was shocked to find that they were shining with fondness. Despite what they were about to walk into he looked happy.

“Stay safe today.” He tells her cupping her cheek. She leans into his touch, taking in the warm sensation on her skin. She reached up and gripped his wrist, not wanting him to drop his hand.

“You as well. I have a surprise for you later.” She tells him, a mischievous look in her eyes.

“I’ll be waiting.” He whispers to her. They were standing at a very close proximity and she couldn’t help but notice how they were both leaning in. She looked down at his lips and realized she wanted nothing more than to kiss him. But the moment was ruined by none other than Peter.

“Miraz accepted the challenge.” He looked like he wanted to say more but he saw them standing close and the words caught in his throat. They quickly stepped apart but their movements were proved a mistake as she nearly stepped into the chest her armor had been in. She stumbled as her foot caught on the side of it and she nearly collapsed over it but Caspian caught her wrist and pulled her to him before right herself.

“You need to head out Dris.” Peter said sternly before walking away. She let out a heavy sigh before making her way to the doorway.

“Come on Caspian.” She gestured for him to follow her and he did just that in a half dazed state.

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Lucy and Susan were already waiting when Dris and Caspian arrived. Destrier had already been saddled up as well as the other stallion. She gave Caspian’s hand a squeeze and swung up into the saddle on top of Destrier.

“Destrier has always served me well. You are in good hands.” Caspian told Lucy as he handed Dris the reins.

“Or hooves.” Lucy joked hoping to lighten the mood. Drisana chuckled as she took the reins. As she did, she grabbed Caspians hand and gave it a reassuring

“Good luck.” Caspian said to her, returning the gesture.

“Thanks.” She replied at the same time as Susan. She looked over at the Queen to see that she was smirking with a slight blush on her face. She too blushed realizing that Susan was smirking at the fact that they had been holding hands. He released her hand and walked over to Susan, pulling the horn from his belt.