INTRODUCING MY NEW STORY c:
I really hope you enjoy this story.
I just LOVE Lucy & Caspian x3 LUCIAN you guys! C:
The title was inspired by One Direction's song 'I Wish', and Adele's song 'One and Only' c:
I'm so glad my band passed Pre/Mock UIL (: onto the real UIL soon at 6am.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING!
I Wish, for the One and Only, You.
Ch. 1: Aslan, Happiness For Them, Please.
It was another dreadful night in England for Lucy. It had been 5 years since she had been in Narnia, which made her 17 now. Her blue eyes were blue as ever like the ocean, her red brown hair down her waist in perfect loose waves, her lips pink and plump, and her skin a soft peach color. As when she was younger, she wanted to be beautiful like Susan. She was beautiful but nothing like Susan. Lucy layed on her lavender bed while, memories of Narnia flashing through her mind about Reepicheep, Aslan, Trumpkin, Trufflehunter, Caspian... Oh, how she missed them! She changed from her red summer dress into a pale blue nightgown.
'Nothing like the ones in Narnia'.
A knock on her door startled her out of her thoughts.
"Come in." she sighed out. Eighteen year old Edmund came in to her sight. "What is it, Edmund?" she asked, flopping back to her bed.
"Not again, Lu." he said, shaking his head slightly.
"What?" she demanded.
"You're thinking about Narnia again, aren't you?" his voice with the obvious hint of accusation.
"What else? That's the only time I've ever been truly happy!" she exclaimed, clutching the lavender sheets after throwing her arms in the air.
"Lucy, I want to go back as much as you do." he said.
"Doesn't seem like it, otherwise you wouldn't be here scolding me about it!" she said in her oh so obvious kind of tone.
"Scolding?" he scoffed, "I just don't want to be caught by Susan overhearing us talking about Narnia. You know how she gets. She would be like 'Oh, for God sakes, it was just a silly game that we played as mere children!'" he mocked her bu putting a hand on his hip and prancing around. This made Lucy laugh hysterically.
"Oh, by Aslan's name, you got that right!" she said, sitting up on her bed. "You know, sometimes, I can still smell the sea salt from our last visit on the Dawn Treader. It was marvelous."
Edmund smirked. "The scent of the ocean or Caspian?" he teased. Lucy smacked him on the arm.
"Honestly, Edmund! I can't believe you'd actually think I have feelings for Caspian!" she exclaimed, blushing pink."He's my best friend."
"Alright, I'm sorry! But every time we talk about Narnia, we end up talking about him." he responded, sobbing his arm.
"Well, he is King. I wonder how it's going for him and Narnia." wondered Lucy.
"Well, you best get some rest, Lu." Edmund told Lucy.
"Ed, do you ever believe that we'd go back to Narnia and stay forever?" asked Lucy.
"Sometimes, Lu. Sometimes." he responded, turning off the lights and closing the door and he walked out. "Oh, Aslan, bring her happiness, please." pleaded Edmund.
"Soon, my child."
*At Narnia*
Twenty one year old Caspian sat on a stool in his workroom alongside Drinian in Caspian's castle.
"Caspian, you need to focus on finding a wife soon. Why didn't you marry the star? She's beautiful." asked Drinian, handing Caspian some grape wine.
"I know she's beautiful, but..." drifted off Caspian, taking a dip of the wine.
"But what, majesty?" Drinian encouraged on.
"It didn't feel right to marry her..." he sighed out.
"I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean, sir. How could it feel wrong?" Drinian asked, pouring himself a cup of wine.
"I really don't know, but my heart..." Caspian drifted off once again, sighing loudly. He put his hands on his face.
"Please continue." encouraged Drinian.
"It's like a huge piece of it is missing." finished Caspian.
"May I ask, but how long have you been feeling like this?" he asked Caspian.
"Since we started sailing back to Narnia." answered Caspian.
"Hmm..." wondered Drinian, rubbing his chin with his hand.
"What is it?" asked Caspian, almost a hint of desperation visible in his eyes."Oh, it's nothing, sire." lied Drinian. In truth, Drinian had been thinking about who might have impacted him so much for Caspian to be in this position. Caspian groaned. "Your majesty, as King of Narnia, you shouldn't be like this right now. I think you've had one too many drinks, lad. So it's best to get some rest." he patted Caspian's back as he stood up.
"Perhaps you are right. Goodnight, Drinian." said Caspian.
"Goodnight, your majesty." responded Drinian, closing the door. Caspian waited a few minutes, and headed out the door after turning off the lamp light. He headed to his room, flopping down on his red bed with gold designs, best suited for a king like himself. He turned around towards his night desk, where there was a picture of him, Edmund, Reepicheep and his best friend Lucy.
He sat up and took his purple tunic off, revealing a toned chest. He rested his hands behind his head, and smiled, his memories tracing off with his best friend. For some reason to him, he felt like he was choking at the word best friend, but that it felt right to say 'his'.
'She's just my best friend.' he thought. 'or do I think of her as more?'
He drifted off to sleep, just thinking about her.
Drinian, who was at the top of the palace. He wondered...
"I wonder if Lucy is the one that Caspian misses... oh, Aslan, I wish not to see Caspian suffer no more. Bring him happiness." he pleaded.
"And that I will do." said a voice. Drinian turned around, to see Aslan.
"When?" he asked.
"Soon." finalized Aslan. Drinian knew better than to question further. "There's also someone else wantig happiness for someone else as well."
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