While Shasta was eating， the good little Faun， who thought he was still dazed with sunstroke， kept talking to him about the fine times he would have when they all got home； about his good old father King Lune of Archenland and the little castle where he lived on the southern slopes of the pass. “And don’t forget，” said Mr Tumnus， “that you are promised your first suit of armour and your first war. horse on your next birthday. And then your Highness will begin to learn how to tilt and joust. And in a few years， if all goes well， King Peter has promised your royal father that he himself will make you Knight at Cair Paravel. And in the meantime there will be plenty of comings and goings between Narnia and Archenland across the neck of the mountains. And of course you remember you have promised to come for a whole week to stay with me for the Summer Festival， and there‘ll be bonfires and all.night dances of Fauns and Dryads in the heart of the woods and， who knows？ .we might see Aslan himself！”
