"I fought you," Rilian stutters, horrified. "I wounded you – "
"I made you fight," Caspian tells him, firmly. "There is no dishonor."
Peter has stepped back a little, and now he looks with some concern at the door back into the bar. "Loathe though I am to interrupt this reunion," he says, low, "we ought to decide what's best to be done with him. Once the hour's up, the spell will lower again, and he'll likely try to kill you, Caspian."
Rilian moans, shakes his head. "Bind me," he begs. "You cannot let me go back there. She is plotting against Narnia, every day I am with her is another day closer to her scheme being fulfilled. I beg you, do not allow me to continue working against all I love."
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"I made you fight," Caspian tells him, firmly. "There is no dishonor."
Peter has stepped back a little, and now he looks with some concern at the door back into the bar. "Loathe though I am to interrupt this reunion," he says, low, "we ought to decide what's best to be done with him. Once the hour's up, the spell will lower again, and he'll likely try to kill you, Caspian."
Rilian moans, shakes his head. "Bind me," he begs. "You cannot let me go back there. She is plotting against Narnia, every day I am with her is another day closer to her scheme being fulfilled. I beg you, do not allow me to continue working against all I love."