1 week later
The tents were of radiant reds and yellows. It smelled like honey to cover the smell of the burning fire. The trees tried to stay as far away from the fire as possible. Peter, Aslan, Queen Marianne, King Cor, King Rupert of the Lone Islands, King Sterlington of the Seven Isles, and King Berlington III were looking over the plans on the battle.
"Is everybody here?" Peter asked.
Everyone nodded his or her heads.
"Okay, we'll have Aslan, Cor, Edmund, and myself stand in the front," Peter continued. He then made a triangle and split them into thirds. And outlined the line on each end. "We'll have the centaurs guard the perimeter. In this area, we will have the Terebinthian and Ettismorian swordsmen in here. Next to them will be a mix of Narnian and Archanlander swordsmen. And in here will be the swordsmen of the Seven Isles and Lone Island."
"Where are the archers?" Marianne was a little bit curious.
"The archers from Ettismore and the Lone Island will be on foot with the swordsmen. That is why we are having them learn both weapons. The Narnians will be on the top of this rock wall. The archers from the other countries are too scatter a bit below them," Peter answered.
"What time do you expect to go at war?" Queen Marianne yet again asked.
"Around 8:00 a.m."
"Where?"
"At the Battle Field."
"What day?"
"Two days."
"That's all I have to ask."
"Are there anymore questions?" Peter solicits.
No one answered.
"Okay then. Meeting dismissed," Peter declared.
Queen Marianne walked to the main entrance of the how and walked west. The others went south because all of their army and their camps were down there. Even Ettismore. Peter could see her expression, even from far away. He knew she was up to something.
"Calling Queen Susan, King Edmund, and Queen Lucy!" Peter hollered.
His siblings walked out of a cavern where they were teaching the archery and swords.
"I need a word with you all."
He and Aslan walked into Aslan's tent. Susan, Edmund, and Lucy were scared. Peter did not seem enlightened. They even had Orieus and Glenstorm guard the tent front and back.
"What do you need?" Lucy inquired.
"I don't trust Ettismore," Peter answered.
"What do you mean?" Edmund was shocked to Peter's opinion.
"The queen kept asking these precise questions, and," Peter was interrupted.
"That is human nature to ask precise questions so we can get the facts," Susan was thinking logical.
"Well to me, I think that it is Ettismore is the traitors…not Terebinthia," Peter stated.
"I agree with Peter," Aslan spoke.
"Aslan wouldn't you know all? Even who is a traitor or not?" Edmund yelped.
"Not in this world. I knew what was to happen in the other one but I have lost that trait. But I have to agree with Peter."
"We're going to need proof of them betraying us," Susan suggested, "but I'm not saying that I agree with you."
"I want the four of us to sneak into the White Witch's camp to find evidence of Ettismore being on that side. I really believe that they are spying on us for our plans. She could've tricked us into thinking Terebinthia was the untrustworthy," Peter explained.
"But we thought they were the bad guys from the start," Lucy reminded everyone.
"Yes that is true but we were getting to the conclusion trusting them when they came here," Edmund warmed up to Peter's almost hard evidence.
"Alright. When are we supposed to go to the camp?" Susan whispered.
"After the meeting at sunset which is soon," Peter answered.