The Chosen One

Ch. 26 Peter Vs Miraz

Edmund, Peter and I walk out of the howe, armour on, prepared for the battle. As we emerge from the dark stone fortress, Narnians surround us, cheering as the Kings walk past. Edmund carries his older brothers sword for him while glaring at Uncle Miraz. Peter is wearing a helmet which makes his face look somewhat pudgier than normal.
Arriving at the stone court, Glenstorm greets us. I notice my Uncle whisper something to the general as he glances at the crossbow Glozelle holds. He is probably making sure that if something goes wrong for him, that Glozelle must shoot Peter. Uncle Miraz stands up, getting ready. Peter grabs his sword from the holster Ed is carrying making the crowd behind us erupt in cheers.
Just as Peter is about to walk forward I stop him, "Peter." He turns to me. "Promise me that you won't die."
"Terrain I..."
"Fine... then just promise me you'll be careful."
"I promise." Peter forces a smile on his face before advancing to the court.
The two begin to circle one another. "There is still time to surrender." My uncle mumbles through his mask.
"Well, feel free." Peter states, his eyes not leaving Miraz.
"How many more must die for the throne?"
"Just one." Peter pulls his mask down to cover his face before running towards his opponent. Jumping off a stone Peter slashes his sword down only to hit Uncle Miraz's shield. Slashing swords once more, the two begin to fight with more aggression with each swing. Peter is hit over the head with my Uncles shield sending him to the ground.
He gets up quickly making me smile. Miraz swings his sword, Peter ducks once, however the second time his helmet is knocked off his head. Another swing by Miraz, he ducks quickly to not be decapitated.
Peter swings his sword slicing Miraz's leg. I can see the blood dripping.
Miraz looks to the general as if asking for some sort of help. He is planning to cheat because he is a coward. The general however doesn't comply with him, so he swings his sword at Peter's feet making the younger man trip and land on his back. Miraz steps on Peters arm, the one that is holding his shield, popping the the bone from its socket.
I wince as Peter yells in pain. My attention is drawn away from the fight when I fell Ed place his hand in mine, our fingers intertwining. I look at him and see the fear behind his brown orbs. Fear for his brother, fear that maybe today Peter or any of his siblings might die.
My uncles voices brings me out of my thoughts, "does his majesty need a respite?" I see Caspian and Susan, riding a horse, advance toward us.
"Five minutes?"
"Three!" without hesitation Peter makes his way towards us, wincing in pain whilst doing so. Ed goes up and grabs hold of his brother's helmet, I grab his shield from his wounded arm.
"Sorry." I mumble. Caspian and Susan are now in front of us. Peter asks where his youngest sister is. Susan simply states that she got threw. Peter thanks my brother, before telling Susan to go to the archers, where it's safe. Susan gives Peter a hug only making him wince. She mumbles a sorry before heading off.
"You too Terr." I look at him, my eyes locked on his blue orbs, he is concerned. I am stubborn however and will not back away from a fight.
"Not a chance." All the men look confused, "how can you think I will back away from a fight? I want to be here, standing by all your sides. And I will gladly die by your side, because that's what it means to love someone." I state, looking into Ed's eyes. He smiles as his face turns red.
"Alright then." I face Peter giving him a smile which he returns. This was the first normal conversation we've had since our kiss. He then sits down while Edmund pops his shoulder back into place. I over hear the boys conversation; Peter asking what would happen at home if they died here. What would happen? As he tried to explain his compassion for younger brother, Edmund said to "save it for later" hope evident in his voice. Hoping that his brother makes it out of this battle alive.

Peter and Uncle Miraz began battle once again. Miraz hitting Peter with his shield in the face, sending his head back. Peter gets pushed into one of the stones and falls down. Fighting once more he gets back up, knocking Miraz off his feet. Peter grabs hold of Miraz's sword, now having two blades. Dropping one of them, he uses both his hands to increase his strength and send his sword hurtling down on my uncles shield.
Miraz knocks the sword from Peters hand before hitting him in the face with his shield. The second time however Peter grips the shield, turns his body around, now holding the shield to Miraz's back. Miraz however elbows Peter in the face, then pushes him once more to the stone.
Peter having no weapon to defend himself uses his arm plates as a shield before punching the cut he had made on Miraz's leg earlier.
The crowd of Narnians cheer for their king as Miraz pleads for a respite.
"Now's not the time for chivelly Peter." Ed yells. Peter ignores his brother and begins to walk towards us. Uncle Miraz quickly stands up and swings his sword at Peter. He dodges it, before grabbing it and stabbing Miraz's side. My uncle gasps, then falls to his knees.
Peter is about to slice his throat when Miraz states that he's "too cowardly to take a life."
"It's not mine to take." Peter states before facing Caspian and I. Now that I am faced with a chance for revenge, a sinking feeling appears in my stomach. I can not take a life. I can not do what he did to my father. I can not be like my uncle. I nod for my brother to do it. He charges forward, takes the blade from Peter before looking Miraz dead in the eyes.
Caspian raises the sword. The end near Miraz's throat. Uncle Miraz mumbles something that only my brother can hear. Caspian yells before plunging the sword into the Earth. A tear escapes my eye as I lean my head on Ed's shoulder. Peter takes hold of my hand. I grip it tight, feeling relieved that he is alive.
"Keep your life... but we are giving the Narnians back their kingdom." with that Caspian walks over to me, embracing me in a hug. The Narnians cheer.
Suddenly I hear my Uncle groan. "No!" I shout before running over to him.
"Treachery!" one of the Lords shouts. "They shot him. They murdered our king!"
"Be ready!" Peter yells.
This is it. This is war!

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