Author's note : Phew. Finally made it through. That chapter was harder to translate! ;)

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Caspian was always followed by the soldiers. He felt as if he had been riding his horse for an eternity. He began to feel the fatigue seizing him, but he did not lose hope. He would succeed to come out of this alive, he just knew it! And if the situation deteriorated, he would still have the strange trunk that Professor Cornelius gave him to, maybe, save him…

He then saw, in the horizon, a forest. He had heard many stories about it. Many people feared this place and it was, for an unknown reason, forbidden to go in it. In fact, this forest was marking the beginning of the Narnian territory and the people of his realm had many legends about some strange malefic creatures living in there. He didn't believe any of it, naturally. He knew it was only tales to frighten children. It was a great trick to incite the youngsters to go to bed. Parents only needed to say that, if they didn't go to bed, a vile Faun would come and eat them raw, to make sure that only a few minutes after they would all be comfortably in their bed, sleeping.

There he was, at the entrance of the forest. Without any hesitation he entered the Narnian territory… for the sake of his life! When the soldiers arrived at the same point, they didn't show as much temerity as him. Also, maybe the fact that they weren't in danger of death made them care a bit more about the ancient legends and tales. They stopped their horses and looked up at the dark and not much inviting forest. It was as if the trees were trying to talk to them! As if they would command them to quit this place or else, a great misfortune would happen. They all shivered. The general Glozelle gave them back quite quickly their courage, or more accurately, he didn't really give them the choice. He made them understood that it would go very badly for them if they didn't entered that forest to pursue the young prince Caspian and then kill him.

Caspian crossed as better as he could the river, which had a very strong stream, with his horse. Happily, his horse was well trained and he didn't have too much difficulty to cross it, even if the horse had water up to his neck. The soldiers, on the contrary, encountered more difficulties, some of them even didn't make it trough, which gave Caspian a little advance on them. He glanced quickly behind him and noticed that he was no more pursued. Happy that he had finally succeeded to come out of this, he returned his face to look ahead and… BAM!

A big branch punched him at his thorax which made him lose completely his breath and threw him out of his saddle. His horse, who didn't notice anything, kept his running pace. Caspian was dragged behind his horse for, what seemed to him, a great distance, before he finally succeeded in removing the vice stuck at his foot.

He let his head hit the ground covered of leaves and tried to regain his breath. Definitely you've had better days…thought Caspian. At this same moment, he saw the strangest thing in his whole life come out of a big tree. Two dwarfs ! I must be dreaming, these creatures only live in legends ! The hit I received must have been too hard, that is. It can only be this. He tempted to convince himself. The dwarfs, noticing he was a Telmarins, were about to attack him. When he understood that he was no longer safe, he tried to move back with the help of his elbows. He sadly, had lost most of his energy with the run on his horse and now, wasn't even able to stood on his feet. I can't die foolishly like this! Not after this great escape from the castle… thought bitterly Caspian.

What he actually didn't know, is that, even his escape had not been a real success, because the remaining soldiers were arriving at great pace. Caspian and the dwarfs turned around towards the source of the noise and saw that the soldiers were now very close of them.

It was now a case of emergency, either he would die from the arms of the soldiers or would he die from the dwarfs. He looked frantically around him to find the trunk his mentor gave him. He saw that it was only a few feet away. He stretched his arm to reach it and then grabbed it.

"No! Don't do this you moron!" warned one of the dwarf.

But Caspian didn't listened to his advice and blew as hard a he could in the trunk. His chance of survival resided now in this little object. The dwarf, who had warned him, punched him hard on his head with his mass to prevent him to blow in the trunk, but he was too late.

The Kings and Queens of old times had been summoned.

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Johanna reached the entry of the forest a few moments later. She too, as the soldiers, hesitated to enter. She could try to skirt the forest, she thought, but she would then be quite easy to see. She decided, for her life sake, that it would certainly be better to enter the uninviting forest and that, even if the child in her still feared this place from all this creepy legends. With prudence, she entered the forest, when suddenly she heard the gallop of other horses. She glanced quickly around her in search of a thick bush where she could hide herself. When she found it, she hurried herself behind the bush and pulled the reins of her horse to incite him to kneel down. She then saw two soldiers, wet from head to foot pass only a few feet away from her. She looked through the leaves of the bush and stopped completely to breathe. She patted slowly the face of her animal to be sure he wouldn't panic and betray their location.

"The ones who crossed the river it will certainly be able to catch him up." Said one of the soldiers.

"Anyway, there's no luck he will survive in this doomed forest." Added the other.

They were talking about Caspian, she was sure of that! So, he was still alive, if she relied on what they said. She would have preferred to hear more of their conversation, but sadly they were already too far from her. When she was sure that the path was cleared, she continued her way to where she thought the river was at a great pace.

She went across the river too, but with much more difficulties than Caspian. Her horse, even if quite elegant, wasn't as strong as the one of her brother. A girl would usually use more her horse for a parade than for a fight. Johanna, though, had a little secret which helped her in this situation.

Hardly after having crossed the river, she heard again some horses come near her. At first, she thought it might be Caspian, but then she remembered that the soldiers before had said that some guys of the troop succeeded in crossing the river too. As she wasn't sure who the owner of the horse was, she decided to hide again and tempted to hide her horse as best as she could. Her hiding place wasn't as good as her last one, but she hoped nonetheless that she would stay unnoticed. She realised quickly that she had been right to hide, because it was indeed a soldier. He was in a pitiful state, with cuts covering his arms, legs and face. If it wasn't for what she thought might have been a children sitting between the two arms of the soldier, gagged and tied up has an ham, she would have began to fear that something bad might have happened to her brother. Indeed, she was furious to know that Miraz soldiers were low enough to attack children without any defences, but she couldn't do anything, because she didn't have any weapons on her. And, even with one, she couldn't do a lot with it. A princess doesn't learn the art of fighting.

She tried to control herself and forget the rage that was boiling in her, went out of her second hiding place and continued to rush into the forest. She reached, finally, the exact place where Caspian had fallen some moments earlier, and saw soldiers corpses scattered on the ground. She immediatly felt sick. In her whole life, it was the first time she saw dead people, and these ones had been attack with a great ferocity. She couldn't believe it was the act of Caspian. It had to be someone else… or something else. Her fears flood back again as she remembered the legends about evil creatures living in the realm of Narnia. Her breath became heavier and she started to look everywhere quickly around her. Her horse felt her sudden panic and start to neigh, which betrayed them, naturally. Only one of the two dwarfs went out of the tree this time. Johanna saw him and start to shout loudly hoping someone would rescue her. Which she knew wouldn't happen. Her shouting frightened her horse to death and he left the place in full gallop. Sadly, because Johanna didn't saddle her horse, she fell hard on the ground and lost consciousness at the impact.

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Meanwhile, in the world of our four kings and queens of old times, Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy saw the train station being destroyed, paving-stone by paving-stone, right in front of their eyes.

"Everyone! Hold your hands!" shout Susan to her sister and brothers in a protective way.

"There's no way i'm gonna hold his hand!" replied Edmund, talking about his brother Peter.

Nevertheless, they all hold hands, feeling more secure that way.

The train station disappeared completely and what they saw brought a big genuine smile in their face.

Narnia. Finally. They were home again!

They ran on the thin white sand, untied their ties, removed their shoes, unbuttoned slightly their shirts and played in the water for a while. Nothing could ruin their happiness.

After a brief moment, Edmund asked his brother and sisters where they could actually be.

"Where do you really think we are?" Peter answered bluntly.

"I know. But, I just don't remember any ruins in Narnia…" he explained glancing above at some old ruins.

They all went to this place and found, after a while, that it was nothing less than Cair Paravel and deducted that a lot of time must have passed since their last visit in Narnia.

Peter pushed a stony wall, remembering that there was a secret passage at this exact place, which gave them access to an old wooden door. Peter opened it and looked furtively inside. Seeing that it was too dark to go inside, he decided to improvise a torch. He torn the fabric of his shirt, took a piece a wood and rolled up the fabric around it.

"You don't have any matches, have you, Edmund?" he asked his brother.

"No…"

Peter found himself extremely stupid suddenly to have torn away his shirt for nothing. I should have asked the question before! He thought.

"…But I've got this." Added Edmund with a mocking smile as he showed the content of his shoulder-bag.

In his bag, there was nothing less than a flashlight!

His brother looked at him with astonishment. "And it's now that you're telling me this!" He said with a small discouraged laugh.

Peter couldn't believe the nerve of his younger brother sometimes!

They all laughed wholeheartedly.

Edmund led the way and they all carefully went down the stairs which were weakened by the time. They rediscovered all their belongings that stayed in Narnia when they left it. Their clothes, their weapons, every single precious objects were kept in big chest for each of the king and queen. They all changed into a more suitable clothing and equipped themselves.

They were all ready for a new adventure in Narnia.