It's the dragon soaring and roaring above him that has Tirian guessing he's not where -- when -- he's supposed be, for no dragons have been seen in Narnia for thousands of years.

But it's the man who grabs him and pulls him into the only hiding place available -- a small opening in the rock wall, too small to be a proper cave -- that convinces him, a man with a face he's seen in portraits and book illustrations and tapestries and carvings his whole life. "You... are King Caspian?"