"You have been brave, sweetheart," the Lion tells her. "Be brave a little longer."
He turns now to Caspian, whose eyes are alight with quiet joy. "Aslan," he says, happily, and when the Lion comes close, Caspian throws his arms about the great neck and presses his face into the shaggy mane, breathing deep. When he pulls away, he kisses the strong, beautiful face, and Aslan kisses him in return. "My dear son," he says, the rumble of a growl low in his voice. "Come and stand by me."
"Always," Caspian tells him, and as Aslan turns to face the rising moon, he stands straight and tall beside the Lion.
"Cuthbert, son of Robert," Aslan says. "Alain, son of Christopher. Take your places at my side. Sweetheart – "
This to Susan, as his tail lashes his flanks. "You may wish to cover your ears. I am going to roar."
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He turns now to Caspian, whose eyes are alight with quiet joy. "Aslan," he says, happily, and when the Lion comes close, Caspian throws his arms about the great neck and presses his face into the shaggy mane, breathing deep. When he pulls away, he kisses the strong, beautiful face, and Aslan kisses him in return. "My dear son," he says, the rumble of a growl low in his voice. "Come and stand by me."
"Always," Caspian tells him, and as Aslan turns to face the rising moon, he stands straight and tall beside the Lion.
"Cuthbert, son of Robert," Aslan says. "Alain, son of Christopher. Take your places at my side. Sweetheart – "
This to Susan, as his tail lashes his flanks. "You may wish to cover your ears. I am going to roar."