Walking out to Caspian, Silvia looked upon the sight of many soldiers and groaned, "I am beginning to dislike being right." "Perhaps you can give me a shot at being right then?" Peter said, stepping out next to her, Edmund and Lucy tagging along.
Peter and Caspian shared a glance across Silvia, then looked back out at the marching army. There were so many…
Once again around the broken Stone Table, Edmund and Silvia sat on the steps with Trufflehunter as Trumpkin leaned towards Peter, "That's your next big plan? Sending a little girl… Into the darkest parts of the forest… Alone?" he was outraged at the idea. "It's our only chance." Peter said. "And she won't be alone." Susan added, stepping closer to her younger sister.
Trumpkin stepped towards Lucy, pleading with his eyes for her to not go. "Ha-Haven't enough of us died already?" he asked. "Nikabrik was my friend too," Trufflehunter said soothingly, "but he lost hope!" he stood, "Queen Lucy hasn't. And neither have I." Reepicheep drew his sword, saluting Lucy with it, "For Aslan."
A bear stood and declared, "For Aslan!" as well. Peter turned his attention back to Lucy who nodded but looked to Trumpkin, "Then I'm going with you." Trumpkin told her. "No. We need you here." "We have to hold them off until Lucy and Susan get back." "If I may?" Caspian asked, gaining all attention.
Glancing to Cornelius, Caspian stood "Miraz may be a tyrant and a murderer, but as King, he is subject to the traditions and expectations of his people. There is one in particular that may buy us some time." Peter glanced back to his siblings and spotted Silvia among them. She nodded and he looked back at Caspian who had followed his gaze and was staring between Silvia and Susan.