I have sometimes wondered, friend, said Aslan, whether you do
not think too much about your honour.
Highest of all High Kings, said Reepicheep, permit me to remind
you that a very small size has been bestowed on us Mice, and if we
did not guard our dignity, some (who weigh worth by inches) would
allow themselves very unsuitable pleasantries at our expense. That
is why I have been at some pains to make it known that no one who
does not wish to feel this sword as near his heart as I can reach
talk in my presence about Traps or Toasted Cheese or Candles: no,
sir not the tallest fool in Narnia! Here he glared very fiercely
up at Wimbleweather, but the Giant, who was always a stage being
everyone else, had not yet discovered what was being talked about
down at his feet, and so missed the point.
Why have your followers all drawn their swords, may I ask? said
Aslan.
May it please your High Majesty, said the second Mouse, whose
name was Peepiceek, we are all waiting to cut off our own tails if
our Chief must go without his. We will not bear the shame of
wearing an honour which is denied to the High Mouse.
C. S. LEWIS, Prince
Caspian
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This is what I call true leadership. 
