Dumas visible stiffened, hurt and hate swirling in his eyes, mixed with very potent lust. But he let it go back to the dull sheen of a commander.

"She is princess no more," he said. "Lady Jadis is the true queen. If you truly wish to continue this futile debate, than I shall escort you to her palace, but mind your sword. My men are skilled, and will all cut you down if they suspect treachery."

He turned his back on the Atlantian, but only as several more soldiers aimed their spears. Over his shoulder, Dumas spoke in a much colder voice. "Do not get comfortable with your 'vision in red'," he said. "She'll not be yours, or anyone else's in due time."

Back in Narnia, said vision of red was eager to get started. She moved into position and drew her sword in the same stance. She kept her arm loose and relaxed, eying Caspian's steps carefully. The princess waited for an opening, and lunged!

Thus the two began the clash of steel on steel. The animals who were working took the time to stop and look, gauging the skill of their visitor. Her style was different, for sure, but the prince held his end up as impressively as always. So they watched, anxious to see if this new challenger could keep up with the lords of the castle.