A/N: Just a drabble I wrote when I thought my internet wasn't working.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Chronicles of Narnia.
Narnia of Old
They're true. All the stories I've been told over the years are true. Old Narnia, the Narnia of my dreams, is real. The animals that talk, the dwarfs, the centaurs, the fauns…all of it, it's all here, in this forest that I was raised to fear.
If I'd known sooner, if I'd known they weren't just tales, maybe I'd have found it sooner. Maybe I'd have come here sooner.
I am here now, though. Here to defend my right to the throne and the Narnians' rights to their kingdom.
I am King Caspian X, and this is Narnia of old.