Author's Note: This is just a short little thing that I wrote a few months ago when I just kind of wondered what Peter and Caspian were thinking after the duel when they were both ready to kill Miraz. This is just my take on it, hoping to kind of show a little of how they both grew and changed in the movie. I hope they sound in-character (at least for the movie since obviously Peter WASN'T in-character based on the book, and I'm not really sure about Caspian). This one is in Peter's POV, and I'll update this with Caspian's in a few days. So please read, review, and most importantly, enjoy!
I raised the sword in the air, ready to bring it down on Miraz any second. Finally I could rid Narnia of this tyrant, and everyone would celebrate me and see that I truly was the High King. Finally I'd get my glory.
Despite the situation, the thought of being appreciated again was almost enough to bring a smile to my face-
A voice suddenly cut into my thoughts, the thick hint of a growl in the voice, "And where has your glory gotten you?"
Gotten me? It took me a few moments to think about that…but I soon knew. It had led me to the night raid on the castle – which I, in turn, led many Narnians to. And it had failed miserably. We'd suffered a terrible defeat and lost more Narnians that I really wanted to admit. And it had led me to almost bringing the White Witch back. Somehow she'd seemed like she could help, though I knew that was untrue.
But my glory – my search for it, my pride – it had only brought trouble for everyone. My selfish desires only brought pain. And there was more than enough of that in Narnia already.
Because of all that, I knew what to do now.
"What's the matter, boy?" Miraz's breathless, taunting voice brought me back to reality. "Too cowardly to take a life?"
I lowered the sword to my side, returning his hard glare. "It's not mine to take." I turned around to where Caspian stood on the sidelines and held the sword – and the glory – out to him.