Alex couldn't feel when the magic began to take him back to narnia in fact he didn't even know that he had left. The boy imagined this was the end he had thought after surviving one war, maybe he could survive another but when he spotted the soldier from the opposite side it was already too late. A bullet had grazed the side of his stomach. The boy collapsed onto the floor to avoid any more he was lucky by the looks of it it was only a flesh wound nothing that would cause permanent damage alexander tried crawling to somewhere with cover but a wave of dizziness washed over him presumably from the blood loss his vision was blurry and all he could hear was a horrible ringing sound.

When he gained consciousness once more he realised he was no longer in the front line he was in the woods it didn't take much for him to figure out it was no coincidence he was there it was aslan's doing still in his torn uniform a hole where the bullet had went through wasn't gushing with blood as he had imagined it was gone all that remained was a scar..

It was nightfall by the time he found anything he was on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion he heard voices as he got closer he could hear a group of people shouting and arguing

"Some of you may have forgotten, but we badgers remember well that Narnia was never right except when a son of Adam was king."

"He's a Telmarine! Why would we want him as our king?" Alex hears a voice confirm what he believed were Narnians; these were his people. He walks around the tree he was hiding behind making his presence known to the group he notices many of them grab onto swords and other weapons "I don't wish any harm i think i've already had enough of that." The young man tried to joke but no one laughed.

"I believe I can help you, I am Alexander Pevensie, me and my siblings-." People began to bend their knees making the boy's cheeks heat up "No no please stand." They did as asked. It had been a year since the Pevensie boy had been in Narnia since he had been a king; he had spent just under a year since he had joined the war, one of the many boys to be pushed into a battlefield and told to fight.

The king looked around him and a smaller group had formed, a dwarf, a mouse , a few centaurs along with a boy his age. The dwarf was the first to say "I am Nikabrik your majesty, it is an honor to meet you to have you back." the boy smiled at the shorter man. "It is great to be back, Nikabrik." Nikabrik looked as though he wanted to say something but kept hesitating "Please speak your mind around me."

"Did the telmarines do this to you your majesty?" the boy shook his head "No when me and my siblings returned home i was sent to fight another war. I was on the front line. I was injured when Aslan brought me here and I suppose he had a reason for that?" He looked around expectantly.

"The telmarines invaded after you and the other kings and queens left your majesty." glenstorm one of the centaurs told him. "This is their prince."

Alex looked at the boy. They were probably about the same age he had dark brown hair that came to his shoulders and even darker eyes his skin was tanned he was the complete opposite of Alex who had light mousy brown hair and green eyes and pale skin littered with scars.

The prince bowed his head in respect, "Prince Caspian, your grace." the king gave the prince a smile "Please no bowing, kneeling any of you. I am here for you all. I will fight for you together with Prince Caspian. We shall save Narnia. We shall bring back the peace once again and live how we used to."

"Is it possible? Do you really think there could be peace? Do you? I mean, really?" pattertwig asked the king, his voice radiating hope.

"I promise you all we will all bring the peace back once again just as me, my siblings and all of the narnians did after defeating the white witch and I believe and trust prince Caspian as should all of you!" Alexander gave him a encouraging smile if he was to become a ruler the prince would need to speak out.

"I know you have no reason to trust me yet but I can help you. Beyond these woods, I am a prince. The Telmarine throne is rightfully mine. Help me claim it, and I can bring peace between us."

"It is true. The time is ripe. I watch the skies, for it is mine to watch as it is yours to remember, badger. Tarva, the Lord of Victory, and Alambil, the Lady of Peace have met, and here a son of Adam has come forth to offer us back our freedom." glenstorm spoke up.

"Two days ago, I didn't believe in the existence of talking animals, or dwarfs, or centaurs. Yet, here you are... in strength in numbers we Telmarines could never have imagined. Whether this horn is magic or not, it brought us together. And together, we have a chance to take back what is ours. It is a sign of Narnia's hope, the noble king, the saviour he has finally returned to lead us all." At the prince's words Alex's cheeks turned bright red; he had never been one for attention.

"If you will lead us, my king, then my sons and I will offer you our swords. glenstorm along with the other Centaurs raised their swords.

"And we offer you our lives... unreservedly." Reepicheep bows

Truffle hunter the badger speaks up "Miraz' army will not be far behind, sire."

"If we are to be ready for them, we must hurry to find soldiers and weapons. I am sure they will be here soon." Alexander tells the group.

"Your highness, I believe I have something of yours.'' Before the king can correct Caspian he sees his sword, the one he had been gifted on his first trip to Narnia; it had been too long since he had seen the sword. "Thank you truly prince Caspian i believe together we shall restore the peace that once was."