A/N: Yup, a new story even before the others are finished. What can I say? I have to write what pops into my head and go with it. Please review and let me know if I should continue.

Disclaimer: If I owned Chronicles of Narnia, I wouldn't have the student loan debts I have. (read: I don't own Chronicles of Narnia, I don't make money from this. I am merely a fan.)

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A woman of 23 sat at the vanity of an expensive Victorian mansion. The musky England air wafted through the air and invaded her nostrils. Sounds of horses and cars irritated her ears. She closed her eyes willing everything to come to a halt for just a brief moment. She imagined a different world, one of fantasy, dreams, queens, and kings. A world in which she was a queen.

With a deep and heavy sigh, Susan continued her primping. Her fiancé would arrive any moment and she had to be ready.

Susan returned to England after the train wreck that claimed her parents and siblings. She now resided in the home of her cousin with whom Susan was familiar and comfortable.

A knock came to her door and in stepped a bright-eyed young man.

"Cousin, he is here."

"Thank you, Eustace. You needn't scowl so, it's very unattractive." Susan smiled.

"Well, you know why I can't like him," Eustace hinted.

Susan did know. Ever since he returned from Narnia, he realized the king's feelings toward the gentle queen of old. Eustace favor the match and hoped to Aslan that it could happen.

Susan rose from her seat and did a once over in her mirror. Her hair was pulled back in a loose chignon; her black dress was a stark contrast to her ivory skin. The daring v-cut neck was embellished with beads and lace. The hem of the dress grazed her stocking covered legs, reaching just passed her knees with the crinoline, and her ankles looked even more slender in an elegant pair of black heels.

"You know he's going to ask you to marry him tonight, don't you?" Eustace leaned up against her dresser.

"I know." Susan's eyes darkened and she pushed the thought out of her head. She grabbed her black sweater and handbag off her bed and looked at her cousin.

"I don't like it."

"Cousin, I know…but we have to face reality. We live here. I will never see him except in my dreams." Susan confessed aloud. At that, Susan walked out of the room and down the stairs to her fate.

"Susan, you look breathtaking."

"Thank you David." Susan forced a smile of gratitude towards the compliment. David held out his hand and Susan took it.

"Have a good evening." Eustace spoke from the staircase.

"Goodnight, Cousin." Susan bade him a farewell, internally wishing he would stop them. No such luck.

David opened the front door and they walked out to his baby blue Delahaye. He opened the passenger side door for Susan and she slid in. After closing the door, he jogged over to the driver side and got in.

"You do look amazing tonight, Suzy." David smiled over at her. She cringed.

"How many times must I ask you not to call me that?" She sighed and looked out her winder. She watched the world go by as they drove to their destination.

The couple arrived at Belle's, one of the ritziest restaurants in the area. David pulled up to the valet and their doors were opened swiftly as if by magic. Susan accepted David's waiting arm and they walked into the lobby.

"Reservation for David party of two." David spoke to the host.

"This way, sir." The host led the couple to a quaint table, secluded by a thick velvet curtain. Susan hung her sweater on the coat rack and took the seat that David pulled out for her. He quickly took the one across from her. Susan glanced around their private room. It was lit with candles and a soft glow from a chandelier. She looked at the man sitting across from her.

David sat there, not saying a word. His black suit and golden tie reeked of his money. He fussed with the diamond cufflinks until he was satisfied with them once more. His blue eyes were like the White Witch's icicles. His blond hair was cut in a trendy fashion. His face showed no character and no lines of laughter or joy.

"Susan, I was going to wait until the desert course, but I feel the need to be spontaneous." David fished in his breast pocket of his jacket and revealed a black velvet box.

Susan opened the box. Nestled in the box was one of the gaudiest rings she had ever seen. It was platinum with a big diamond surrounded by smaller diamonds and sapphires. Some of the smaller diamonds were shaped like circles, some like leaves, and some in a cross-like style. Susan had no words.

David rose from his seat only to kneel down in front of Susan.

"Will you marry me?" David spoke with the ease that came with knowing she would say yes.

"I…" Susan hesitated. She knew this was coming and she expected herself to say yes without a moment's hesitation. But now that the moment was actually upon her, she stumbled over the words in her mind. She stood up and looked down at David. "I…I need a moment."

With that answer, Susan dashed off to the ladies' room and locked herself in a stall. She leaned against the door with her eyes closed so tight she was giving herself a headache. This was not what she wanted. She knew she could never get her one love, but she could not just say yes to David.

"Oh Aslan…why did this have to happen? Why can't I return to Narnia? I wish to be Caspian's queen…" Susan prayed aloud. Her eyes opened and roamed the pink tile of the stall. Her heart ached to the point she felt like she would keel over and die. Tears threatened to destroy her make-up and she allowed it. She wished she could speak to her mother; she wished she had a father to decline David's request to marry her. She wished she had Peter and Edmund to harass David. She wished she had Lucy to cry on her shoulder.

"Stop it Susan. Crying only gives you red eyes and a runny nose." Susan scolded herself. She straightened up and exited the stall. She walked over to the vanity to freshen up her make-up. However, when she glanced in the mirror a majestic beast accompanied her.

"Dear one, I heard your cry. What is the matter?"

"Aslan?" Susan looked into the mirror squinting then widening her eyes. He was really there. "I'm just…confused and unhappy here, Aslan."

The Great Lion nodded his head. Of course he knew all the details, this was Aslan.

"Always follow your heart, Dear One. If you do that, no harm or displeasure will fall upon you." After He spoke, He faded away.

With His advice, Susan fixed her make-up and headed back to the private room where David was pacing.

"David, I've made a decision."

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A/N #1: So here ends chapter 1. Let me know what you think. Should I keep it going? Plus reviews make me smile.

A/N #2: A picture of the ring in linked in my profile and on twitter. I actually really like it, but for Susan, I think it would be too much.

A/N #3: I try to post the chapters as soon as they are done. I do my best to proof them; however, if you notice errors, do not hesitate to inform me (but in a constructive way). I am only human.