Narnian and some characters belong to CS Lewis and some characters to elecktrum. I'm just borrowing them for a bit, I will put them back unbroken and hopefully untarnished when I'm finished . Some I just made up. This isn't meant to be a Mary Sue so if I'm going wrong please tell me.

The fear I felt at manipulating my Older Brother beat unsteadily in my chest and my stomach filled with oil and cloves, rolled uncomfortably. "Aslan loves me" I told myself as I gazed at my magnificent brother reposed against the firelight. Aslan guides me. This way involved the least bloodshed.

"No, My King, we do not need to go to war, how quickly you leap to take us to battle" I let a wry smile touch my lips. It was true; Peters answer to most things was a show of force.

I walked to the chair that sat adjacent to his and leaned on the back. I wanted to sit but my stomach cramped painfully. Su said on the chair and leaned into its softness, her hair brushing my fingers. The silky strands momentarily reminding me of what I protected.

"I suggest we tread softly, we know little about these Calormen, I doubt given the interest the Prince Rabadash has indicated in Queen Susan that they would be currently well favoured by their Tisroc for their actions tonight."

"we should put them under house arrest, probably more so for their own protection, give a cursory look at there travel goods, send word to the Tisroc's that we are displeased at their behaviour and send them back"

"And we can find all that gold that they are funding the rebellion with" I tacked on in my head.

I felt rather than heard Su sigh; "So much trouble, If only you had come and looked at the horrible thing when I asked, Ed, none of this would happen"

I choose to ignore her comment.

"Queen Lucy's suggestion of a female champion is an ideal channel for the anger our cousins will have, especially if we ensure the calormen stay for the Tournament. As I said before the tournament is for Narnians, it will not be seen as aggression to the Tisroc, but a show of our strength and the prowess of our womenfolk. All these men who are going to be howling in Su's defence will be more than willing to take part."

Lucy sat on the arm of the chair.

"We can just say we have a different champion, Pete, just for this year, Ed can be all manly next year"

Peter rubbed his eyes tiredly, "you're both ganging up on me"

" I am as well" Su voice carried a smile.

"Well, in that case" he threw up his arms in a flamboyant gesture that showed how tired he really was "its not going to be either of you two, is it"

Lucy's bright laughter, "don't be silly" I wondered if it was just me who could hear the brittleness behind it. "I was thinking of the Lady Se'zann of the Western Wall"

Peter looked at me, suspicion starting to darken his eyes. " Se'zann? As our champion? " He paused as he stripped my soul bare. "I know of her. She is, she is not….. the most chivalrous of fighters" He looked at Lucy perched on his right " her manner and dress sense alone will offend the calormen and the Archenlanders"

"Lu, I ask you to reconsider" Peter was seriously against her choice and he was using his "I am High King" voice and I saw Lucy wavering.

"She sounds perfect" said Su, her voice equally "I am a Queen" for someone who wore the title "gentle" she could be surprising inflexible and in my minds eye I could see her jaw tightening like it always did when her mind was made up.

I knew with Su backing I would not be the champion at this years Tournament.

I clenched the chair as another cramp threatened to bring up the cloves. "Peter half of Narnia will be behind that door" I nodded to the thick doors "we need to make all this happen"

"Ed, you've met Se'zann, don't you think she is just not suitable?" Had I met Se'zann? I thought hard. Peter was appealing to me, If I disputed then he would have final say.

"I don't think I have" I said honestly, Peter knew when I lied outright. "Where would I have met her?"

"At any of our battles! She's got long dark hair, gets dropped behind lines with Orieus, wears leather like a dwarf, our champion should reflect our crown, as you do, not wander around in skintight leather"

I couldn't remember her truly, most of my time in battle was spent with dwarves and fauns, no wonder Orieus had recommended her if she fought alongside him to take the rear guard of our enemies. "She sounds Ideal"

"Listen, good my brother, we have a limited time frame to prevent war, you have court petitions tomorrow and many would be already thinking of ways of revenge, we need to protect the calormen, dress is easily changed. I believe that Queen Lucy suggestions has merit, more so because she has publicly expressed it"

Peter knew he had lost, I could see it in his eyes, leadership had changed him and he accepted his defeat graciously.

"Lu, if you want Se'zann you will need to contact her, it's a long march and she may not make it a sennight if it's not good weather"

"You may use my bats if you want" I offered

Lucy gave me a look "I have my own communication methods, thank you, Ed"

Peter looked at me, "Ed, Su can look after the details involved with the Calormen, you go find the healer to get something to settle your stomach, I'm going to get some sleep I have a feeling that the petitions are going to be long and hard tomorrow."

I chilled, sometimes my brother can read me like a book.