Summary: When Miraz's nine year old son is found at a slave market in Calormen, Caspian must deal with the consequences.

Rating: PG for violence, thematic elements, and possible language.

Disclaimer: Narnia and certian characters and places in the story are the creation of C.S. Lewis.

AN: Old plot bunny that I am finally able to write. Hope it is enjoyed. I love reviews.


Prologue

Pound, pound, pound.

The streets of Tashbaan were like fire on the Boy's bare feet.

Pound, pound, pound.

The midday sun pounded down upon his back and sweat rolled off his body.

Pound, pound, pound.

His feet upon the pavement. Running. His whole body jarred each time one of his feet pounded onto the street.

Pound, pound, pound.

The smell of raw meat and filth filled his nostrils, but he kept running. He was a creature chased, hunted. He mustn't allow himself to be caught.

Pound, pound, pound.

So hot. Always hot. In the Boy's mind was a place unbelievably cold with white upon the ground. An odd looking house with a green door. A stream that he could walk upon. And there was laughter. Dream or memory?

Pound, pound, pound.

The ground was wet with blood. The Boy slipped and fell, his head hitting hard upon a rock.

Pound, pound, pound.

The pounding of his heart. The last thing he heard.