Nish counsels (ever shying from the true point, which is one of policy) you have done the very opposite of your intent. I had meant to refuse it. But I’ll accept it. Do you hear, accept it! I’ll not be shamed because some witchcraft or treason has frozen both your bloods.” “We beseech your Majesty,” said Glozelle, but Miraz had stormed out of the tent and they could hear him shouting his acceptance to Edmund. The two lords looked at one another and chuckled quietly. “I knew he’d do it if he were properly provoked,” said Glozelle. “But I’ll not forget he called me coward. It shall be paid for.”
There was a great commotion at Aslan’s How when the news came back and was communicated to the various creatures. Edmund, with one of Miraz’s captains, had already marked out the place for the combat, and ropes and stakes had been put around it. Two Telmarines were to stand at two of the corners, and one in the middle of one side, as marshals of the lists. Three marshals for the other two corners and the other side were to be provided by the High King. Peter was just explaining to Caspian that he could not be one, because his right to the throne was what they were fighting about, when suddenly a thick, sleepy voice said, “Your Majesty, please.”
Peter turned and there stood the eldest of the Bulgy Bears. “If you please, Your Majesty,” he said, “I’m a bear, I am.”
“To be sure, so you are, and a good bear too, I don’t doubt,” said Peter.
“Yes,” said the Bear. “But it was always a right of the bears...”