ASLANMAKESADOORINTHEAIRATthesightofAslanthecheeksoftheTelmarinesoldiersbecamethecolourofcoldgravy,theirkneeskogether,andmanyfellontheirfaces.Theyhadnotbelieved

    inlionsandthismadetheirfeargreater.EventheRedDwarfs,whokhathecameasafriend,stoodwithopenmouthsandcouldnotspeak.SomeoftheBlackDwarfs,whohadbeenofNikabriksparty,begantoedgeaway.ButalltheTalkissurgedroundtheLion,withpurrsandgruntsandsqueaksandwhinneysofdelight,fawningonhimwiththeirtails,rubbingagainsthim,toughimreverentlywiththeirnosesandgoingtoandfrounderhisbodyaweenhislegs.Ifyouhaveeverseenalittlecatlovingabigdogwhomitknowsandtrusts,youwillhaveaprettygoodpictureoftheirbehaviour.Theer,leadingCaspian,forcedhiswaythroughthecrowdofanimals.

    "ThisisCaspian,Sir,"hesaid.AndCaspiaandkissedtheLionspaw.

    "Wele,Prince,"saidAslan."DoyoufeelyourselfsuffittotakeuptheKingshipofNarnia?”

    "I-IdontthinkIdo,Sir,"saidCaspian."Imonlyakid.”

    "Good,"saidAslan."Ifyouhadfeltyourselfsuffit,itwouldhavebeenaproofthatyouwerenot.Therefore,underusanduheHighKing,youshallbeKingofNarnia,LordofCairParavel,andEmperoroftheLoneIslands.Youandyourheirswhileyourracelasts.Andyouration-butwhathavewehere?"Foratthatmomentacuriouslittleprocessionroag-elevenMice,sixofwhomcarriedbetweenthemsomethingonalittermadeofbranches,butthelitterwasnobiggerthanalargeatlas.Noonehaseverseenmicemorewoebegohaheywereplasteredwithmudsomewithbloodtoo-andtheirearsweredownandtheirwhiskersdroope