Author's Note: Now, before you read, I just want you to know, I refused to have my OC, Silvia, 'Steal Lines'! I've read stories like that and I definitely don't like the concept. So! I watched the damned movie and paused it and played it and paused it again, writing every scene I could with Silvia in it. I even threw in a scene or two, I can't remember. I do apologize if Silvia is Mary-Sue. I tried not to, but it was hard to do so. This is a Silvia+Caspian, Silvia+Peter, Susan+Caspian, then back to Silvia+Caspian. I also did this story to fit in/and/between TCoN:PC & TCoN:VDT! If I have mistaken anything, or it does not seem right AND you can be civil about it, I will fix it, because I have no Beta, nor do I want one. I can fix my own work, thank you. If you are going to HATE on MY WORK, don't bother, I won't respond to your nonsense. If you don't like OC's or Mary-Sue's don't fucking read it. If you don't like reading the movie or the movie verse itself, don't read it. Also. The only scene's I really have in here are the ones with Silvia in them, so you don't get to read the WHOLE movie.

Last Note: I do not own any characters or concepts except Silvia and her role in the movie verse.

Enjoy. - Scitah

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Silvia laughed as she and Caspian sparred, "Come on, Ten." she had nicknamed him, "You call that a parry!?" Preparing to block a thrust from Caspian, she shouted, "THIS-" his sword was blocked from gutting her, "-is a parry!" and she shoved his blade from his hand.

Caspian stared at where his sword now stood in the grass just outside the palace walls where they were fooling around. His attention was quickly brought back to his best friend for all his life when her sword poked his shoulder, "You win, Silvia! I cannot fight without a weapon." he smirked.

"Oh, you say this now…" she chuckled, then sheathed her sword, "You're either getting worse or you're letting me win. I have yet to decide which I like and which insults me." It was true, that Silvia had desired more than a friendship with her Prince, but was sworn to keep her wits.

Both turned as clapping erupted towards the castle. "You certainly do know how to put a man in his place, Silvia." beamed Glozelle before opening his arms to catch Silvia as she hugged him and proclaimed, "That is because of you, Uncle Zelle!" to which he laughed. He always did like that name, having had no family since his parents perished.

Caspian watched with a small smile. It must be nice to have people so close you call them family? But, then again, did Caspian himself not have that with Professor Cornelius and his ever fantastic grand daughter, Silvia? Cornelius himself was a patriarchal figure in Caspian's life, unlike Caspian's sniveling uncle, Miraz! And Silvia was… Not exactly a sister figure… But damned close! Regardless of formal title, she was near family… Just without the actual bond to Caspian.

"Ten! Come on, now. I do not believe that here is the place to wander! Final meal of the day is nearly served and we're not clean! Come along!" Silvia clapped in Caspian's face, snapping him out of his trance, then grabbing his hand and leading him towards the stone walls. As he passed his sword, he plucked it from the grassy earth and sheathed it, near gutting himself three or four times while trying to keep up with Silvia.

"Slow down, Silvia. I assure you, Uncle Miraz will not eat it all before we get there!" he joked, earning a faster pace from Silvia, who said over her shoulder, "You saying such only makes it more plausible, Ten. Now move your legs!" the couples laughter rang through the streets and later corridors before they separated to get clean and change before heading down to the dining hall to eat.