The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian Page #4

your you will press the trigger.

For our son.

- Hold!

- Stay I joust there!

You should make a decision, lover.

You want our son to be a king

or do you want him to be as Caspian?

- Shoot them

- No!

Caspian!

What is it supposed that it means?

They attack us!

Let us go!

To their positions!

Move!

- Peter!

- Our troops are out! Let us go!

- Now Ed makes it, call to the troops!

- Something am busy, Pet.

Peter, is very late, we have

that to leave before it is late!

No, I can even achieve it!

Help me!

Exactly for who

are you making this, Peter?

Let us go!

By Narnia!

By Narnia!

Archers!

Take positions in the tower!

Close the grill inmediatemente.

Retire!

We have to leave, now!

Run! Let us leave of here!

To the grill!

Run!

- Caspian!

- I will find it!

Leave of here, now!

Let us go! Retreat!

He/she gives the order.

- My men are there.

- Vmonos!

- Leave, retreat!

- Make headway!

Now!

Peter, the bridge!

- What step?

- Wonder it to him.

- Peter!

- Me?

Your you didn't want to cancel

and there was even time.

No, everything was thank you

to you, if there are you

attached to the plan, those

welded they would be even alive.

And if you had stayed as me

I suggested, for sure he would be.

Your you called us you remember?

It was my first error.

No, your first error was to believe

that you were a leader for them.

- Not I was me who abandon Narnia.

- You invaded Narnia.

You are an usurper, the same as Miraz!

Your and your father. Narnia

it is better without all you.

Stop!

Why do they look at me all?

The telmarinos will arrive soon.

Thank you, my dear friend.

Beruna offers him/her its troops.

Galma, offers him/her its troops.

Calavar offers him/her your troops.

Ettinsmoor offers him/her your troops.

Release life to the king!

Release life to the king!

Release life to the king!

You are even happy of having used

that magic horn, boy?

Your kings and queens failed us.

Half of your army it is dead

and the other ones soon he will be.

What do you want, to be happy?

Do you want your uncle's blood?

Me also.

Do you want their throne?

I will get it for you.

You can prove the power, the fire.

But there is even a bigger power,

one that has not undergone

to Aslan during more than 100 years.

Who is there?

I am hungry.

I am thirsty.

I could have a good time 100 years.

Without dying.

He/she could walk other a hundred for the ice.

And to breathe and to drink of a river.

And to explode...

Give it to me... You owe it to me!

He/she takes care of your language, lover.

Nobody is better than us.

And you can guarantee me

that Miraz will die?

And more.

He/she begins to draw.

Wait...

This is not what wanted.

A drop of their honorable blood.

And it will be free.

And then I will be his, my king.

No!

High!

Let us go!

Take away from him!

Wanted Peter, I missed you.

We go, a single drop.

You won't achieve it alone and you know it.

I know it... You had it controlled.

Why you never told me

does anything have more than enough my father?

My mother was a dwarf pelinegra

of the mountains of the north.

I took a risk my life all

these years so that one day,

your you were a better king

that those that preceded you.

Then I failed you.

All that I told you,

all that I didn't tell you...

I made it because I always believed in you.

It is your opportunity to transform into the

nobler contradiction in the history.

The telmarino that I save Narnia.

Are you lucky you know?

To what do you refer?

You could see it.

He/she would want there to be me

given some test.

Perhaps the test you

we should give it us.

Peter, you have to come quick.

Rays and snakes,

is this a new plan?

To send a girl to a forest

dark, full with dangers, alone?

- It is our only possibility.

- And he/she won't go alone.

Not they have already died

enough in this war?

Nikabrik was also my friend,

but it lost the hope.

The queen Lucy not and clear, me neither.

By Aslan.

By Aslan!

Then I go with you.

No, they need you here.

We should contain them until

that Lucy and Susan return.

If they allow me...

Miraz, perhaps be a

tyrant and a murderer, but

as king, he/she has that

to attach to the traditions

and expectations of their town.

An exists in particular that

it will allow us to save time.

- Perhaps they try to surrender.

- No.

They are too noble for that.

Me, Peter, for the don of Aslan,

for election and for conquest,

Great King of Narnia, Gentleman of Cair Paravel

and Emperor of Lone Islands, with

the end of preventing the abominable one

spill of blood,

I allow myself to challenge

to the usurper Miraz to a

body combats to body

in the battle field.

It will be a combat to death.

The recompense, will be the total rendition.

- Tell me prince Edmund.

- King.

Forgive me.

In fact, I am the king Edmund.

Single king, clear, Peter is the big one.

I know it, it is confused.

Why I would take a risk

to this proposal when

our troops those

will they squash for the evening?

Not it is underestimating

too much our I number?

One week, those ago

narnianos was extinct.

- And that will repeat.

- Then he/she doesn't have anything what to fear.

This doesn't have to do with the courage.

It is so valiant that it rejects to face

to a swordsman of half of their age.

- I never said that he/she would not make it.

- He/she has our support, majesty.

Without caring their decision.

Mr., our military current advantage,

it provides a perfect excuse to avoid...

Not I am avoiding anything!

I only thought of pointing out that my

Mr. he/she is entitled the whole of refusing.

Their Majesty would never refuse.

It delights him/her the opportunity to show

to the town, their new king's anger.

Your...

Not you will forget that written

in your brother's sword.

Destrya has always served me

well. They are in good hands.

Or hooves.

Good luck.

Thank you.

He/she looks...

Be maybe time that he/she returns him to you.

For the time being, stay with him, you would rot

to need call again.

- Is he/she able to that you need call again?

- Be quiet!

If you see that the scale leans...

I Understand, Majesty.

I wait you are not very

disappointed, when I survive.

There is even time of surrendering.

He/she can make it.

- How many more they will die for the throne?

- Alone... one!

They saw each other!

- Take the reins!

- What do you make?

Forgive me Lucy, but you will have

that to leave alone after everything.

Sure that don't need the horn?

Does he/she need their highness a respiration?

Five minutes?

Three?

- And Lucy?

- I achieve it, with something of support.

- Thank you.

- Good, you were busy.

Plus it is worth you that you don't return it

to allow to come closer so much.

Go up, just in case those

telmarinos doesn't fulfill its word.

- I sit down it.

- It is well.

Be careful.

Continue smiling.

What do you find it?

He/she is a boy.

But I see that their Majesty he is

making very well, for their age.

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