The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

"But, Sire, how could Aslan be commanding such dreadful things?"
"He is not a tame lion," said Tirian. "How should we know what he would do? We, who
are murderers. Jewel, I will go back. I will give up my sword and put myself in the hands
of these Calormenes and ask that they bring me before Aslan. Let him do justice on me."
"You will go to your death, then," said Jewel.
"Do you think I care if Aslan dooms me to death?" said the King. "That would be
nothing, nothing at all. Would it not be better to be dead than to have this horrible fear
that Aslan has come and is not like the Aslan we have believed in and longed for? It is as
if the sun rose one day and were a black sun."
"I know," said Jewel. "Or as if you drank water and it were dry water. You are in the
right, Sire. This is the end of all things. Let us go and give ourselves up."
"There is no need for both of us to go."
"If ever we loved one another, let me go with you now," said the Unicorn. "If you are
dead and if Aslan is not Aslan, what life is left for me?"
They turned and walked back together, shedding bitter tears.
As soon as they came to the place where the work was going on the Calormenes raised a
cry and came towards them with their weapons in hand. But the King held out his sword
with the hilt towards them and said:
"I who was King of Narnia and am now a dishonoured knight give myself up to the
justice of Aslan. Bring me before him."
"And I give myself up too," said Jewel.
Then the dark men came round them in a thick crowd, smelling of garlic and onions, their
white eyes flashing dreadfully in their brown faces. They put a rope halter round Jewel's
neck. They took the King's sword away and tied his hands behind his back. One of the
Calormenes, who had a helmet instead of a turban and seemed to be in command,
snatched the gold circlet off Tirian's head and hastily put it away somewhere among his
clothes. They led the two prisoners uphill to a place where there was a big clearing. And
this was what the prisoners saw. At the centre of the clearing, which was also the
highest point of the hill, there was a little hut like a stable, with a thatched roof. Its door
was shut. On the grass in front of the door there sat an Ape. Tirian and Jewel, who had
been expecting to see Aslan and had heard nothing about an Ape yet, were very
bewildered when they saw it. The Ape was of course Shift himself, but he looked ten
times uglier than when he lived by Caldron Pool, for he was now dress- ed up. He was
wearing a scarlet jacket which did not fit him very well, having been made for a dwarf.