A year ago, I was a king.
They called me Magnificent.
A year ago, I led armies into battle.
Now, I long to serve and help the Allies win.
A year ago, I was respected, and even feared, for my prowess in battle.
Now, skeptical men tell me to stay in school a while longer.
A year ago, I sat on a throne.
Now, another is set to lawfully take my place and I must establish him.
Does he know that another holds power above him?
This is why I have returned.
To teach him what it means to both lead and follow at the same time.
Has it only been a year?
A year ago, I was a queen.
They called me Gentle.
A year ago, I was adored and praised by men, both famous and infamous.
Now, I seen to only attract the attention of curious boys and jealous girls.
A year ago, I was wining and dining with great kings, princes, and ambassadors.
Now, I must listen to the trivial chatter in the school cafeteria.
A year ago, I danced in the great hall of a castle.
Now, I wander around its ruin, occasionally finding something from my past hidden in the grass.
Does the new king know that my horn holds greater power than he could possibly imagine?
This is why I have returned.
To teach him that it is the greatest weapon in his arsenal.
Has it only been a year?
A year ago, I was a king.
They called me Just.
A year ago, I was respected and admired for my wisdom and mercy.
Now, people seem to wonder if I'll really make the right choice.
A year ago, I was debating and negotiating with powerful rulers.
Now, I reason my old friends away from delinquency.
A year ago, I did my utmost to keep Narnia safe and strong.
Now, I'm reading my brother's challenge to the man who has almost destroyed her.
Does the new king know that the Lion can light a path on his darkest day?
This is why I have returned.
To teach him that He death didn't just save me.
Has it only been a year?
A year ago, I was a queen.
They called me Valiant.
A year ago, I was tending to the wounded on the battlefield
Now, most people can't understand why I'd rather visit the hospital instead of play games.
A year ago, I sailed on a great tall ship wherever and whenever I wanted.
Now, they tell me that I'm to young and the seas are to dangerous.
A year ago, I danced among the trees as they sang to me.
Now, I wish that I could wake them up.
Does the new king see Aslan, even when no one else does?
This is why I have returned.
To teach him how to keep his vision clear.
Has it only been a year?
