“Aslan，”saidBreeinashakenvoiafraidImustberatherafool。”
“HappytheHorsehileheisstillyoung。OrtheHumaher。Drawnear，Aravismydaughter。See!Mypawsarevelveted。Youwillhistime。”
“Thistime，sir?”saidAravis。
“Itoundedyou，”saidAslan。“Iamtheonlylioinallys。DoyouknowwhyItoreyou?”
“No，sir。”
&yourback，tearfortear，throbforthrob，bloodforblood，wereequaltothestripeslaidonthebaother'sslavebecauseedsleepyouher。Youoknowwhatitfeltlike。”
“Yes，sir。Please—”
“Askon，mydear，”saidAslan。
“WillanymoreharmetoherbywhatIdid?”
“Child，”saidtheLion，“Iamtellingyouyourstory，nothers。oldanystorybuttheirown。”Thenheshookhisheadandspokeinalightervoice。
“Bemerry，littleones，”hesaid。“Weshallmeetsoonagaiyouwillhaveaor。”Theninonebouhetopofthewallaheirsight。
Straosay，theyfeltnointotalktoohimafterhehadgoheyallmovedslowlyawaytodifferentpartsofthequietgrassaoandfro，eae，thinking。
AbouthalfanhourlaterthetwoHorsesweresummohebackofthehousetoeatsomethiheHermithadgotreadyforthemandAravis，stillwalkingandthinking，wasstartledbytheharshsoundofatrumpetoutsidethegate。
“Whoisthere?”askedAravis。
“HisRoyalHighnessPrinceCorofArd，”saidavoioutside。
Aravisundidthedoora，drawingbackalittlewaytoletthestrangersin。
Twosoldierswithhalberdscamefirstandtooktheirstandateachsideoftheentry。Thenfollowedaherald，aer。
“HisRoyalHighnessPrinceCorofArddesiresaheLadyAravis，”saidtheHerald。ThehetrumpeterdrewasideahesoldierssalutedandthePrincehimself。Allhisattendantswithdrewaebehindthem。
ThePrincebowed，andaveryclumsyboriwas。Araviscurtsiedintheeyle（whiotatalllikeours）anddiditverywellbecause，ofcourse，shehadbeentaughthow。ThenshelookedupandsawwhatsortofpersonthisPrince>
Shesawamereboy。Hewasbare-headedandhisfairhairwasehaverythinbandofgold，hardlythiawire。Hisuppertunicwasofwhitecambrieasahahatthebrightredtushh。Hislefthand，whichrestedonhisenamelledswordhilt，>
Aravislookedtwiceathisfacebefaspedandsaid，“Why!It'sShasta!”
Shastaallatournedveryredandbeganspeakingveryquickly。“Lookhere，Aravis，”hesaid，“Idohopeyouwon'tthinkI'mgotuplikethis（aerandall）totrytoimpressyouormakeoutthatI'mdifferentoranyrotofthatsort。BecauseI'dfarratherhaveyoldclothes，butthey'reburntnow，andmyfathersaid—”
“Yourfather?”saidAravis。
“ApparentlyKingLuneismyfather，”saidShasta。“Imightreallyhaveguessedit。gsolikeme。ins，yousee。Oh，andmynameisn'tShasta，it'sCor。”
“iamethanShasta，”saidAravis。
“Brothers'namesruinArd，”saidShasta（orPrinustnowcallhim）。“LikeDarandDarrin，ddsoon。”
“Shasta—ImeanCor，”saidAravis。“No，shutup。There'ssomethingI'vegottosayatonsorryI'vebeensuchapig。ButIdidgebeforeIknewyourilyIdid:whebadfacedtheLion。”
“Itwasn&#oingtokillyouatall，thatLion，”saidCor。
“Iknow，”saidAravis，nodding。BothwerestillandsolemnforamomehattheotherkAslan。
SuddenlyAravisrememberedCor'sbandagedhand。“Isay!”shecried，“Ifot!You'vebeeniawound?”