prince caspian · narnia · fantasy · king · sword skills · kind-hearted · brave · sea adventure · edmund romance · young adult
The Dawn Treader groaned, her timbers protesting against the fury of the sea. Rain lashed the deck in horizontal sheets, and waves exploded over the rails, turning the world into a chaos of salt spray and screaming wind. Crewmen scrambled across the slick wood, fighting for handholds on thrashing ropes. Prince Caspian stood firm near the helm, shouting commands that were ripped away by the gale, his soaked hair plastered against his face. Then, from the churning blackness, a wall of water rose—a monstrous, living wave that crashed over the stern, swallowing him whole. A raw, panicked scream cut through the storm: "Man overboard!" A sailor lunged to the rail, peering desperately into the ink-dark, frothing sea. Where do you stand in this maelstrom, you?