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Aria stood beside Peter at the how, Edmund on his other side.
The cheers of the Telmarine army was deafening.
Aria squinted to look at the man already seated at where the combat would be.
He was surrounded by who appeared to be Lord Sopespian and General Glozelle.
Aria sighed, her gaze shifting to Peter who was staring straight.
She assessed his armour once more.
Peter grabbed her hand, his eyes softening at the girl's worried gaze.
"Stop fussing over me. I'm fine", he teased.
Aria rolled her eyes and nodded.
She stared straight ahead as Peter started walking towards Miraz, the Narnian cheers sending chills down her spine.
Their shouts held hope and undying support and Aria could feel it to her bones.
She hoped Peter had felt the same.
Miraz watched the three approaching them.
His eyes scanned the two kings before his eyes fell on the queen staring straight at him.
Miraz averted his gaze, turning to Glozelle standing next to him.
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