Why did I have to kiss him? Why couldn't I just leave well enough alone? A goodbye wasn't enough. I had to move on, back to England, without any regrets; and not kissing him would have been the biggest regret of them all.
I received a letter from Lucy, Edmund, and, surprisingly, cousin Eustace. They returned to Narnia. I was surprised to hear of Eustace's trip there. He was turned into a dragon and everything. Lucy explained in great detail all about each of the Lone Islands and seeing the boundary between Narnia and Aslan's country. I could smell the water lilies as I read her description.
The part that stung the most was their purpose for their trip. The voyage on the Dawn Treader was to rescue lords that were friends of Caspian IX. King Caspian X obviously lead the expedition.
How is it that my thoughts always end up back on Caspian? I try to make a conscious effort to avoid thoughts of him. I doubt there is any possible way of getting to Narnia while I am here in America. There is really no point dwelling over it, especially since Aslan informed Peter and me that our return was not likely.
Lucy also mentioned someone they all met on the journey: Liliandil, a Star. As Lucy's description went on about her, I felt a pang in my stomach. Lucy vaguely mentioned how Caspian reacted when they met, but to soften the blow, she mentioned, in more detail, that Edmund was smitten with the Star.
I wonder if Caspian will marry Liliandil. I wonder what he is thinking. I wonder…if he even thinks of me. I wonder what would have happened if I was allowed to stay in Narnia or even return. I wonder how much time has passed there. I wonder what is happening with my beloved Narnia.
Being back in England is wonderful, I suppose. The professor we stayed with years ago left his estate to my siblings and me…complete with the wardrobe. I still go and check one in a while, but obviously nothing but fur coats are in there. I guess our time really was up.