“Friends，” said Caspian， “we have now fulfilled the quest n which you embarked. The seven lords are all accounted or， and as Sir Reepicheep has sworn never to return， when ou reach Ramandu‘s Land you will doubtless find the ords Revilian and Argoz and Mavramorn awake. To you， y Lord Drinian， I entrust this ship bidding you sail to arnia with all the speed you may， and above all not to land n the Island of Deathwater. And instruct my regent， the warf Trumpkin， to give to all these， my shipmates， the ewards I promised them. They have been earned well. And I come not again it is my will that the Regent， and MasterCornelius， and Trufflehunter the Badger， and the Lord Drinian choose a King of Narnia with the consent.”
“But， Sire，” interrupted Drinian， “are you abdicating？”
“I am going with Reepicheep to see the World’s End，” said Caspian.
A low murmur of dismay ran through the sailors.
“We will take the boat，” said Caspian. “You will have no need of it in these gentle seas and you must build a new one in Ramandu‘s island. And now.”
“Caspian，” said Edmund suddenly and sternly， “you can’t do this.”
“Most certainly，” said Reepicheep， “his Majesty cannot.” “No indeed，” said Drinian.
