***Hey, this is my first Narnia story so please bear with me. This is also rewritten, haha. Sorry if some places are, well, misplaced. Some reviews would be nice, positive or negative.

I don't own Narnia:

Before meeting the Pevensie children, Caspian's life in Miraz's castle is rather not all dull. So he may not like his life being a prisoner in a castle where he's supposed to be the ruler and not being close to his only living relative. Aside from Doctor Cornelius, there is someone else who makes Caspian's life enjoyable in the castle. A woman. No, she is not a lover nor a princess. She is his personal maid, but not just any maid, but also his best friend. Her name is Lyre and is adopted by Doctor Cornelius. Caspian was only six years old when he met Lyre who was then five. They've done everything together; play, fight, do pranks and stuff. When his father died when he was twelve, Lyre was the one he runs to for comfort and she never fails to make him smile.

Such beautiful noon, Caspian is looking out of his window very bored, watching the town people do their own thing at the plaza. He is done studying with Doctor Cornelius and he has nothing else better to do. He finally decided to leave his room and pay his teacher friend a visit at the library downstairs. When he walked in, Doctor Cornelius is there reading some stuff about the old Narnians and ruler. The library is his safe haven because he cannot read these books outside. Miraz banned anything to do about the old narnians and would pay a great consequence if caught. Caspian looked at the books and smiled.

"Studying about narnians again" Caspian said with a smile.

Cornelius closed the book he is reading and smiled at his prince, "Prince Caspian, nice of you to drop by"

"I actually want to see lyre, but I noticed that she isn't here" Caspian said while looking around for her.

"She is out doing some errands for me" Cornelius shared.

"Where, at the plaza?"

"In the woods"

No Telmarine has ever dared go in to the woods because it is where the narnians used to lurk. But lyre is not afraid of anything; she actually wants to meet a narnian someday—if that is even possible.

Cornelius looked at Caspian and saw him grinning, "Ahh, I know that smile, prince. You better try not to do anything that would startle her. You know she hates it"

But Caspian just grinned all the way and left without saying another word. Guards are all over the castle and Miraz doesn't allow Caspian to leave the castle out of his sight. He doesn't want him wandering around.

Caspian moves sneakily out of the vicinity of telmar until he has reached the woods. He stopped for a minute, thinking if it's a good idea. He looked at the trees, they were still and dull. He took a step forward and nothing happened. He finally went in and ran, looking for his friend. But it would take him forever to search such a huge forest with all the thick woods. He looked around and finally decided to climb one of the acorn trees. He jumped up, holds on to the branch and sat on it. From up there, he has a nice view of a huge part of the woods and it would help him see lyre. And it did not take long to find her in the dark woods. Caspian saw something bright moving. It was lyre.

Below, a young beautiful teenager is walking carrying a small woven basket. Her long bight blonde wavy hair is loose, her eyes are clear blue and her skin is as rosy as a baby's. She is wearing a lavender dress which is actually given by Caspian.

Lyre puts her basket down and touches the rough trunk of the tree. Caspian thought it's a chance to get her attention. Caspian picked out an acorn and threw it above her head. Lyre gasped and thought that the trees are coming to life just as she wished for. Caspian snickers and threw three more at her. Lyre finally looked up and saw that it is the prince, laughing.

"Prince Caspian! That's so rude of you!" lyre exclaimed, stomping her feet like a little kid.

Caspian jumped down and stood a bit taller than his friend, poking her on the nose.

"You should've seen your face" Caspian said with a grin. "And stop calling me prince"

"Well, what am I supposed to call you?"

"I have a name, don't I?"

Lyre rolled her eyes and hates it when Caspian is being so sarcastic.

The both of them walked together and Caspian helps Lyre look for the ingredients Cornelius needs.

"What are you even doing here? You're not allowed to go out" lyre asked, picking a few cinnamon barks.

Caspian is on the other side picking rosemary when he answered, "They don't know I'm out so it's okay"

"Fine, just don't let yourself get caught"

Caspian puts the rosemary in the basket and stands so close to Lyre with a seductive smile, "Why, are you worried about me?"

Lyre did not speak and looked away feeling frustrated and shy.

She can't deny it that she has feelings towards her best friend. Who wouldn't be in love with him? He is handsome, nice, smart, and very funny. But Lyre doesn't have the guts to tell him her feelings. She doesn't want their friendship to be torn apart and she's already happy just being friends with him.

Caspian smiled and followed her, walking farther in to the woods.

"You better go home now" Lyre suggested.

"You're not yet coming home?" Caspian asked.

Lyre shook her head and could almost see the river ahead. "I hate that castle as much as you do. I'm going out for a swim"

"Fine then, I'm coming with you"

"Suit yourself"

Caspian couldn't believe how wonderful the river is since he hasn't been to this side of the kingdom. Lyre puts the basket down, kicked her shoes off her feet and ran towards the water. She squealed in joy and splashed the water around like a kid. Caspian smiled at her and took off his boots. But he doesn't want to get all wet and just sat on a big rock and dipped his feet in the cold water.

"Why don't you come in to the water?" lyre asked, while paddling.

"I don't want to get wet" was all Caspian could say.

"Tsk, you're just afraid of water"

"No, I'm not"

"Come on then"

But Caspian still doesn't want to and Lyre would not stop until he says yes. She splashed a great amount of water at him, laughing at the way Caspian shields himself. Caspian is already wet.

Lyre laughed, "That won't help, just join me!"

And what choice does he have, he's already half soaked in water. Caspian took off his tunic and submerged into the cold river. He went up to the surface, seeing himself swimming beside Lyre.

"See, it feels good" lyre said.

"It is very cold, but I haven't had this so much fun for awhile" Caspian added, swimming around with a shivering jaw.

"That's because you're too busy studying with Doctor Cornelius. You have to let yourself loose sometimes"

And so they swam and swam without thinking about precious time. Once in awhile they want to feel free and happy.

After swimming, the both of them sat on the stony ground, drying their selves. Lyre twist and squeezed her hair while Caspian puts on his tunic again. Lyre watches her friend put on his boots and couldn't stop thinking about how Caspian would be like in the future.

"What kind of king do you think you would be like?" lyre asked out of nowhere.

Caspian is quite surprised by the question and smirked, "Not as good as my father, I believe"

"Why not?"

"My father is brave and handles things with confidence. While I'm—I'm always not ready with what life gives me. I don't know how to handle things"

Lyre reached for Caspian's hand and squeezed it, "Don't be too harsh on yourself. I know you would be a great king, I'm sure of it. You just don't see your potentials yet—at the moment"

"You really think so?"

"When did I ever lie to you?"

Caspian smiled and hugged his ball of optimism. Lyre never fails to make him smile whenever he's down. And he's very glad to have her.

Outside the world of Narnia, in a place called London, the four Pevensie children are waiting at the train station that would take them to their boarding schools. Edmund is sitting on the bench, all alone, looking at a group of girls laughing. One of them, named Sarah, is his crush for almost a month now and he has no guts to tell her.

"Still looking at her from a distance" Susan teased from the other bench.

Edmund looked at her sharply, "Shut up"

Lucy joins him and pats her brother on the back and grinned, "Maybe girls from our world aren't the one for you. I'm sure you'll meet someone much better and prettier"

"Do you think we'll ever get the chance to go back? To Narnia, I mean?"

It's actually been one and a half years since they last saw Narnia. They actually quite miss it already.

Lucy is doubtful but, she nodded. "I'm pretty sure that someone misses us and would be calling for us"