Pinned, Recorded, and Posted

[treadingdawn]

Issued by High King Peter the Magnificent, delivered by King Caspian the Tenth of That Name:

I, Peter, by the gift of Aslan, by election, by prescription, and by conquest, High King over all Kings in Narnia, Lord of Cair Paravel, and Emperor of the Lone Islands, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion, do hereby challenge the White Witch Jadis to single combat upon the field of battle, invoked by the rite of deep magic as granted from previous deceitful trespasses. The fight shall be to the death at basic arms, forfeiting any and all marshal of the lists. The reward shall be complete surrender of the wand wielded by the White Witch, followed by passing its ownership to Queen Susan the Gentle, King Edmund the Just, Queen Lucy the Valiant, King Caspian X, and myself, High King Peter the Magnificent.

[The parchment is pinned at midnight and remains in the City Square.]

Comments

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

I can fight with a sword.

[Susan puts her hands on her hips now, a wonder woman inspired, empowering pose.]

If you can, why can't I? Arrows are brilliant for long range attacks. Close range leaves me at the disadvantage.

[Smartie.]

I'll have to spar you a few times before your duel.

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

[He is just...sorry.....brb killing Caspian....oh wait....but no...]

But.......

[High King fail. Now showing at a Pevensie+Caspian household near you.]

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

But?

[That's more than a little disappointing to hear.]

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

[Allllllright......sigh.....he talks a bit like one moves around a wild animal....yeah because it's that weird still.]

Nothing...ah......exactly how much has he taught you...so far?

[Look he said 'so far'! Good, yes? So to infer that she is continuing in it....and that he will not die for saying 'but you're a girl'....ahem.]

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[He's doing a polite little dance around that 'you're a girl' thing. Susan inwardly commends him.]

Blocking and direct attacks. You taught me too, Peter. The rest is a little improvised.

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

[I DID WHAT.

Well okay yes, would have, as it happens, will still, it's just, a bit of a thing to roll over in one's mind....Susan Pevensie with a sword....er...hrm....

Whose idea...who started...oh wait yes, coming back to the conversation...]

Oh, well then. That's....something.

[He's so good at this, obviously. Still internally going whaaaaaaaaaaat........]

We'll start tomorrow, anyway.

[Rubbing the back of his head like he hit it maybe or something...]

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

Yes, well start tomorrow. You best come down to breakfast in your armor.

[She shakes her head at his mannerisms. You're an open book Peter Pevensie. And just how long have you been siblings?