The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

"Shasta - I mean Cor," said Aravis. "No, shut up. There's something I've got to say at
once. I'm sorry I've been such a pig. But I did change before I knew you were a Prince,
honestly I did: when you went back, and faced the Lion."
"It wasn't really going to kill you at all, that Lion," said Cor.
"I know," said Aravis, nodding. Both were still and solemn for a moment as each saw
that the other knew about Aslan.
Suddenly Aravis remembered Cor's bandaged hand. "I say!" she cried, "I forgot! You've
been in a battle. Is that a wound?"
"A mere scratch," said Cor, using for the first time a rather lordly tone. But a moment
later he burst out laughing and said, "If you want to know the truth, it isn't a proper
wound at all. I only took the skin off my knuckles just as any clumsy fool might do
without going near a battle."
"Still you were in the battle," said Aravis. "It must have been wonderful."
"It wasn't at all like what I thought," said Cor.
"But Sha - Cor, I mean - you haven't told me anything yet about King Lune and how he
found out who you were."
"Well, let's sit down," said Cor. "For it's rather a long story. And by the way, Father's an
absolute brick. I'd be just as pleased - or very nearly - at finding he's my father even if he
wasn't a king. Even though Education and all sorts of horrible things are going to happen
to me. But you want the story. Well, Corin and I were twins. And about a week after we
were both born, apparently, they took us to a wise old Centaur in Narnia to be blessed or
something. Now this Centaur was a prophet as a good many Centaurs are. Perhaps you
haven't seen any Centaurs yet? There were some in the battle yesterday. Most remarkable
people, but I can't say I feel quite at home with them yet. I say, Aravis, there are going to
be a lot of things to get used to in these Northern countries."
"Yes, there are," said Aravis. "But get on with the story."
"Well, as soon as he saw Corin and me, it seems this Centaur looked at me and said, A
day will come when that boy will save Archenland from the deadliest danger in which
ever she lay. So of course my Father and Mother were very pleased. But there was
someone present who wasn't. This was a chap called the Lord Bar who had been Father's
Lord Chancellor. And apparently he'd done something wrong - bezzling or some word
like that - I didn't understand that part very well - and Father had had to dismiss him. But
nothing else was done to him and he was allowed to go on living in Archenland. But he
must have been as bad as he could be, for it came out afterwards he had been in the pay
of the Tisroc and had sent a lot of secret information to Tashbaan. So as soon as he heard
I was going to save Archenland from a great danger he decided I must be put out of the