Disclaimer: credit to C.S. Lewis

Caspian POV

There he goes again. At the same time at the beginning of the week (Sunday). I know I shouldn't but I wonder why he goes up to the northern cliffs alone with all his training gear and trains there all afternoon. Yes the people of Narnia go to see him and bring him snacks and he would eat and chat with them for a while but no matter who asks to accompany him up there he always says no, doesn't give a reason and no one bothers to ask. Well today I will.

I climbed to the northern cliffs and saw Oreius training as usual. He really is Narnia's best general, his skills are amazing, it's no surprise why the Kings of Old were known for their skills as well. Oreius stopped and bowed when he saw me and addressed me.

"King Caspian. Do you need me?"

"Nn..no well yes" I stuttered still not very good at talking to the legends of the Old, Narnia's Golden Age.

"I would like to know why you perform this ritual of coming up here alone to train and sparing with an invisible partner at the beginning of each week."

Oreius POV

I sighed and asked Caspian to join me as I took a break and grabbed some water.

"Well that question brings back memories." I gazed off into the clear northern skies and remembered how it all started.

It was a clear day when the four High Kings and Queens were ruling and King Peter had asked me to meet him on the battle grounds. I went down and saw him dressed in his training gear. He told me to get changed as well. When I came out I had my sword drawn ready to practice but he laughed and said.

"No no my friend not here. I would like to show you something."

He saddled up a horse and we took off to the north. When we arrived I realized, we were at the northern cliffs the highest point in Narnia it allows you to see all of Narnia and it people. He got off and we started to spare after a while we both stopped and stood near the edge looking out at Narnia. I turned to Peter but he just looked out ahead with a smile. Then he spoke.

"Do you see this dear friend, Narnia, this land, my Home. Not a spot of White Witch's curse. I thank you Oreius for training me, protecting my family and my home. If anything shall happen to me promise you will always look after it and protect it."

"Of course my King, this is my home as well. I shall protect it and its people with my life." I spoke with determination.

"Thank you, brother" Peter said to me looking me in the eyes with a smile.

"After that we would come up at the beginning of each week to remember our promise to protect Narnia always. Sometimes the people of Narnia would come and bring snacks for us and Peter would listen and talk to each of them. Even after they left I would go up to remember him to remember them and when they come here King Peter and I will come up again."

Caspian POV

I was shocked I was not expecting that. It was said that High King Peter and General Oreius were very close. But this is unexpected I am not even this close with the Professor and he has been my teacher and friend from when I was a child. I wonder what Peter means to Oreius.

"What was High King Peter like?" I asked.

Oreius looked surprised paused for a moment then spoke.

"Peter it the ground, the earth, the land." he said as he picked up a rock and placed it in my hand.

"He was always grounded never let power go to his head. Listen to others suggestions especially Edmund and I. He was strong and ruled with an iron first but don't be mistaken by his hard exterior. He was also gentle, kind and strong willed no matter how many times you cut him down he would come back stronger, better. He is the base of Narnia he is what held us all up and gave us strength and balance, ready to catch us when we fall. He is Peter." Oreius ended with admiration for the King.