At one end of the glade Aslan had caused to be set up two stakes of wood， higher than a man’s head and about three feet apart. A third， and lighter， piece of wood was bound across them at the top， uniting them， so that the whole thing looked like a doorway from nowhere into nowhere. In front of this stood Aslan himself with Peter on his right and Caspian on his left. Grouped round them were Susan and Lucy， Trumpkin and Trufflehunter， the Lord Cornelius， Glenstorm， Reepicheep， and others. The children and the Dwarfs had made good use of the royal wardrobes in what had been the castle of Miraz and was now the castle of Caspian， and what with silk and cloth of gold， with snowy linen glancing through slashed sleeves， with silver mail shirts and jewelled sword.hilts， with gilt helmets and feathered bonnets， they were almost too bright to look at. Even the beasts wore rich chains about their necks. Yet nobody‘s eyes were on them or the children. The living and strokable gold of Aslan’s mane outshone them all. The rest of the Old Narnians stood down each side of the glade. At the far end stood the Telmarines. The sun shone brightly and pennants fluttered in the light wind.
