Hi there everybody!

This is my own interpretation of the unseen story that happened in Narnia after Lucy, Edmund and Eustace return home; my own version of what happens when Caspian returns to Ramandu's Island on the way back to Narnia and meets Lilliandil again.

Hope you all like it whether you're a Caspian/Lilliandil fan or a Caspian/Susan fan (I, myself, am not the fan of the latter, but never mind).

Enjoy the story and I hope to receive many reviews.

Chapter One: A New Journey

The waters closed up and they were gone; Lucy, Edmund and Eustace and all King Caspian and Aslan were looking upon was the great wave behind which Aslan's Country lay. And of course, Reepicheep was gone too; fulfilled his final quest to travel into Aslan's Country, but he was never to seen in Narnia again. Caspian continued to look on at where he had seen them for the last time, for he had just bid a final farewell to two of the four people that had become the closet thing to his family. He felt great sadness knowing they would never come back and so did Aslan; neither of them could forget everything the four siblings had done for them and for Narnia. But yet Aslan had said something and Caspian felt the urge and the need to question it.

"When will we see them again Aslan?" he asked the great lion.

"You will know in time young king, but be sure that you will see them again just like I will," Aslan told him.

Caspian's thoughts turned to the great country behind the great wave and came to a sudden realisation.

"Will they join those who already dwell in your country?" he asked

"You will find that out for yourself," Aslan replied, "just like you will eventually discover the answer to the question regarding your father."

"I promise you again Aslan, I will be a better king," Caspian swore.

"But you already are;" the lion explained. "You are questioning yourself after all the risks you have taken to save Narnia because you feel that maybe some ways could've been dealt with better, but that doesn't make you unworthy of the crown. Even kings make mistakes, but no mistakes were made by you on this adventure Caspian. You have saved and freed the lords you could save, though it is unfortunate for the two you couldn't save."

"It is unfortunate yes, but Narnia is at peace again and it is time for us to get home."

Aslan heard his words and looked at him with a cautious look in his eyes.

"The journey home will be perilous, for winter is almost here," he explained. "You'd be better finding shelter until the cold season has passed."

Aslan's words touched Caspian's ears like a bell's chime and he listened intensively; if he was not to go home yet, then he was to stay on one of the islands until the cold season of winter had gone. But which one could he stay on? That was a question that was answered very quickly, as quickly as a mermaid swimming through the waters of the sea. There was one island that he longed to return to and not because it was an island he favoured, but because there was something or rather someone on that island who he longed to see again; never had he been so determined to see anyone for a second time after meeting them.

"There is a place we can go to; it's the closet of the islands and we have a friend there," said Caspian smiling as he thought of that friend.

Wilfully, he ran towards the boat that he, Lucy, Edmund, Eustace and Reepicheep had rowed in, though this time he would have to work hard to do all the rowing himself. But before he climbed into the boat, he realised that Aslan had not followed him; instead of doing what he intended, he walked towards his friend.

"Aren't you coming Aslan?"

"You head onwards; I will follow so when you return home, I'll be there also," Aslan answered.

Caspian acknowledged the Great Lion's words and patted him gently; his fur felt soft beneath the king's hand.

"Thank you old friend," he said with much gratitude and Aslan carried his reply in his eyes.

"Now on you go," he told the young king.

And off Caspian was; jumping into the boat, he used all his strength to row back through the sea of white lilies and continued to look upon Aslan. It was only when he turned around and turned back that the Great Lion disappeared, but Caspian knew that he would see him again for Aslan was someone who always returned for he never left Narnia. Rowing and rowing, Caspian grew more tired at every minute but he was soon to gain some rest for within a few of those minutes, he was back at his ship, the mighty Dawn Treader. The ship may have been damaged in their battle with the Sea Serpent, but the crew were working hard to repair what they could. Caspian was soon back onboard the deck with his crew and there were more people onboard now for there were the citizens of the Lone Islands that had been sacrificed to the green mist of Dark Island; those people were to be returned to their home. Being the king and leader of the ship, Caspian was greeted by his crew and they all questioned the absence of Lucy, Edmund, Eustace and Reepicheep.

"The High King and Queen have returned to their home world with their cousin; they will never return to Narnia nor will Reepicheep," Caspian explained. "Our dear friend Reepicheep has travelled onwards into Aslan's Country and he will never be seen again; we must all remember him as the great warrior and friend that he was and maybe one day, we will see him again. But our adventures have not yet ended for now we are to head home, but it is getting cold for winter is approaching."

The crew suddenly realised that he was correct and they knew what this meant, but only one of them spoke for them all; it was Captain Drinian.

"We will not be able to sail anymore until the spring, sire," he said.

"No, but there is somewhere we can go until spring arrives," Caspian said before he gave out his next order. "Make way towards Ramandu's Island; we will stay there until winter has passed."

"Yes sire," Drinian instantly replied.

Drinian knew better than to argue with the king, although it was quite rare for anyone to argue with Caspian for his decisions were not ones that let anyone down.

"We are setting sail for Ramandu's Island; keep a look out for the star!" Drinian called out to his men.

"Aye, aye captain!" called out the man who stood up on the look out; he was the one to look for the blue star that shone over their destination.

The rowers took their positions and the wind was with them; the Dawn Treader was sailing over the sea again, crashing through the waters in all its might and pride. It sailed through waters it had already been upon, for it was taking a journey back and not a new journey forward; Dark Island was near by, but so was their destination. They sailed away from the End of the World and hours had passed when they heard a voice call out from above.

"Ahoy; the blue star is in sight!" called the lookout from his position.

Caspian was quick to look at where the crew member was pointing and smiled when he saw the star shining so brightly in the sky.

"Follow the star!" Drinian's voice called out, but Caspian wasn't interrupted.

He was gazing upon the star, as if it was entrancing him but why would someone be entranced by a star? A star is beautiful indeed, but it surely isn't something to fall in love with; in the world of Narnia, it probably was because the stars of Narnia were not as they seemed. The young king's eyes were lit up with such joy when he saw the star; he'd seen it before when they had first travelled to Ramandu's Island and he had not been joyful at all then, but now he was and there was a reason for his joyfulness. As he continued to look at the beautiful blue light, he quietly said a name to himself; the name of the friend he had told Aslan of.

"Lilliandil."