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A Problem In The Golden Age

Chapter 6. The Letter

Edmund's POV

We decided it would be a good idea to practice fighting with more than just us. So we got together a few fauns, satyrs, and centaurs, and sparred. The creatures we asked were more than happy to, especially at the mention at battle. And this wasn't a fun sparring like Peter and I usually had at this time of day. But battle was approaching, our sisters were gone, and we didn't know what would happen. Plus Orieus said the more people around us at one time the better. By the end of everything Peter and I were the only ones left standing. It had been 2 hours since we had started and everyone was just watching their two Kings battle it out now. Even Orieus. And we were slashing at each other like the other was the enemy who had our sisters. We were both breathing hard, we were both in REAL need of baths, and neither of us winning, neither of us losing. This went on for about 30 more minutes. "Alright I think you two are finished" Orieus said. But we kept going. It wasn't that we were having fun, we knew we needed practice. And the other person we were fighting, though brothers and 3 years difference there may be, was an equal match. And for some reason we were fighting harder. Than 2 other people joined us. I thought for a second Peter had turned into 3 people and from the look on his face he thought the same of me. Then I realized these were Calormenes and they were better swordsman than us. The creatures sitting off to the side didn't know what to do. The man I was fighting got in a lucky shot and hit me in the arm. I let out a slight cry of pain, and my vision blurred. but before I could completely hit the ground someone caught me. I shook my head to bring myself back to reality, and I was starring at a pale Peter. I watched as the Narnians dragged the kicking Calormenes to the dungeon. We rarely used the dungeon, and for some reason I HATED that word, but it seemed necessary now.

"You hanging in" Peter asked.

"More or less" I replied shakily.

"I think that's enough practice for today" Peter said. I nodded his head in agreement. Peter helped me up. I clutched the wound, luckily it was on my shoulder so it wasn't too bad. Then we caught a wiff of each other.

"We really stink" Peter said laughing.

"Yeah we do. Susan would be proud." I joked.

"Oh yeah. she'd take us and throw us in the great river under the waterfall if she were here." he replied. "Now you go bath first because we can't bandage you up until your clean." he said.

"Alright" I said nodding my head and walked off. A soon as he was nice and clean Peter forced me to sit through him bandaging me up before he went to bathe. I felt much better when I was clean and the wound was bandaged. Peter had paperwork, and Orieus was watching me like a hawk. Everywhere I turned Orieus would be standing there. And soon Peter called me in. It said High King Peter on the front but Peter showed it to me.

It read: Greetings High King Peter, I trust things are well. I'm just writing to say Calormene's visited last week and they said We hope you enjoyed seeing the King Barbarians for the last time.I don't know what this means but I think that you and your royal brother King Edmund are in danger. Please be on the lookout. And if it comes to battle you have an Archenland army behind you as well. Do NOT be afraid to ask for our help. Good luck and be well. -King Lune of Archenland

I sat back in my chair. I didn't understand. They took Susan and Lucy, but they were after Peter and I. King Lune had said that we had his army if we needed it and not to be afraid to ask.

"We should take the offer." I stated. Archenlanders were loyal people. If I had to pick between Archenland or Calormene to side with in battle I would CERTAINLY side with Archenland.

"Are you sure?" Peter asked.

"Of course. They offered. And we found out... the hard way" I said rubbing my should "that Calormenes are hard fighters."

He nodded his head. "Then we shall accept." he said as he started writing a letter, probably to King Lune. I got up and left, for my job was done.