'Sire,' said Reepicheep [the chief mouse]. 'My life is ever at your command, but my honour is my own. Sire, I have among my people the only trumpeter in your Majesty's army. I had thought, perhaps, we might have been sent with the challenge [to single combat between the High King Peter and King Miraz]. Sire, my people are grieved. Perhaps if it were your pleasure that I should be a marshal of the lists, it would content them.' [...] - 'I am afraid it would not do,' said Peter very gravely. 'Some humans are afraid of mice - ' - 'I have observed it, Sire,' said Reepicheep. - 'And it would not be quite fair to Miraz,' Peter continued, 'to have in sight anything that might abate the edge of his courage.' - 'Your Majesty is the mirror of honor,' said the Mouse with one of his admirable bows.

'You have listened to fears, Child,' said Aslan. 'Come, let me breathe on you. Forget them. Are you brave again?'

'Have you pen and ink, Master Doctor?' 'A scholar is never without them, your Majesty,' answered Doctor Cornelius.

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