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The morning sun had just begun to rise over the royal palace in Xania as Prince Caspian gathered twenty of his most trusted men in the courtyard. They stood before him, awaiting his command, their weapons at the ready. Jurien was by his side, wondering along with the others why Caspian had gathered them here. He had sent the message out only about an hour ago, and Jurien had been the one who was instructed to round them up. But now that they were here, no one knew what the reason was.
Caspian surveyed the group, his heart heavy with the weight of the task that lay before them. He had called this meeting to rally his troops and prepare them for the long march to Dalmatia, where they would face the dangerous vampire horde that threatened the kingdom.
He took a deep breath and began to
