Chapter 3: Friendly discussion

Luthien's stormy eyes were sparkling so clear in the dark, like two stars on Earth. Peter just looked at her, not understanding, not believing. She looked at him with an angry face which hit him like a rock.

"Are you chasing me, Sir?' she asked furious.

" Not at all, lady. I was thinking that you are a spy or something." Peter answered gently.

"I see. It seems to me that you're going to be a good king."

"Thank you for your confidence. I really need it." Peter said sincerely.

"Really? May I ask you why? You're stronger than you even imagine, Peter. Then she stopped, nervous. "I'm sorry! I didn't… I mean, I'm sorry for calling you Peter…"

"No problem,…Luthien" When Peter called her by her name, she smiled a little and said:

"I suppose that this is the beginning of a nice friendship. Am I right, Peter?" she asked friendly.

"I suppose you are, Luthien." She giggled silently. Peter himself smiled a bit. It was nice so have a normal and friendly conversation with her.

"Then, if you're here, would you mind to join me for a walk?"

"Not at all." She smiled and handed him her white and slim hand. Peter took it without complain and they continued walking throw the forest, until they reached a big , they stopped.

"Do you mind if we stay here a bit and then return to the camp?" she asked a bit worried.

"It's ok. I really enjoy this walks. I want to know and see more of Narnia." Peter said happily.

She smiled sweetly and said with a all-knowing voice: "Narnia hides more secretes than you even imagine."

"God! How many things I can't imagine!' Peter said laughing. Luthien laughed too with her musical voice.

"By the way. How can you know all this things? I mean, you're not older than myself." He said curiously.

Luthien remain silent for a while and than said. "Well, you don't know enough about me to understand."

"I would love to know more about you." Peter said sincerely. She then looked at him and the electricity that formed between them in the forest days ago was back. Only that now they were closer. Too close.

"Nice of you to say that." Luthien said breaking the silence.

"I only say the truth." Peter looked deep in her eyes and saw fear and hurt. "Now, will you tell me more about Narnia, please?" He asked to make her forget about her dark smiled a little and said:

"What do you want to know, Peter?"

"Anything." Was his only answer. She seemed to think a little, then said:

"Well, I suppose you know the prophecy, right?"

"Yes, I know it." He replied feeling uncomfortable. And she saw it.

"What are you afraid of?" Luthien asked sweetly and touched him with her little hand, placing it on his stronger hand. At the contact, Peter felt better.

"I'm just a child, you know. I can't rule so many creatures. And the problem is that they really seem to trust me. And I don't even trust myself." He slowly turned to face her and saw that she perfectly understood him.

"I know how it's like to have a huge responsibility on your shoulders. But, believe me. Believe them. You're the perfect king. You have all the qualities. You just need to trust yourself." She said lovingly.

"Thanks. That means a lot."

"No problem, scared boy." She joked.

"I'm sorry? How did you called me?" peter asked pretending to be angry.

"Scared boy"

"Really? We'll see if this scared boy it's really so scared!" And then he began to chase her. They were laughing and playing until they reached the camp. Here, Peter remembered his responsibility and that his brother was missing. Dark memories returned. Luthien saw that, approached and said sweetly:

"He'll be fine. Aslan will save him. Trust him."

"I don't have the power to trust anybody."

"Then try to trust yourself first and then you're going to trust the world." She said wisely.

"Thank you for the walk and the talking. I really needed it."

"Anytime" she said and then went straight to her tent. The sun was starting to rise, it was morning. Maybe the best morning Peter ever had. He reached his tent and placed himself on the bed. He needed to find that power in him, to save Narnia and his family. Everything. Soon, the army began to walk outside of their tents, talking and eating. Peter changed in other clothes and went outside. Everybody greeted him politely and invited him to breakfast, but he refused with the same politeness. He wasn't hungry. He just needed some straight. The straight that he lost when his father left home to go to war. That power that never failed him. All this creatures thought that he's a good person to be a king and he was the only one that didn't agree. Then a little girl came to him and greeted with a happy smile:

"Good morning, Peter!"

"Good morning, Lu!'

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