I took a deep breath and let it out. The salty-sweet smell of the sea is my favorite. The Dawn Treader always reminds me of our old ship from the Golden Age, The Splendor Hyaline. I couldn't believe that Aslan wasn't sending us back. "What luck." I thought. Peter and Ed were, once again, swordfighting on the main deck. Lucy was talking with Reep. Caspian was who knows where, oh wait, there he was pointing at something in the water. I looked in that direction. There was someone out there. I looked back at Caspian who was giving Dirian his sword belt. In an instant I knew what he was going to do and was running, yanking my skirts a little bit up so as to run faster. But I am too late. Caspian dived over the side. Before I know it I'm at the side calling his name. He appears with the person, who is a young boy around 10 years old. The boy is sputtering and screaming something about a "British Consul." Peter, Edmund, Lucy, and I all look at each other and groan in unison. Eustis Clarence Shrub. The annoying younger cousin we all hated. Why? You'll find out soon enough.

"Eustace?" Lucy asked.

"Lucy? Edmund? Susan? Peter? Where in the blazes are we?"

The minotaur, Tavros, who was very intimidating at times, spoke up next.

"You are on the Dawn Treader, the finest ship in all Narnia." He boomed.

Eustace fell over with a decisive thud. Lucy and I ran over to him.

"Eustace" I called in a sing-songy voice,"Eustace, wake up."

Eustace awoke with a start and started to tell us about a nightmare he had about going through a picture frame into the ocean and getting dragged onto a small ship and as he was talking he looked around and saw that he nightmare was real. His voice started to fade to a gasp. Lucy started to wave her hands in front of his face. He snapped awake and closed his eyes and mumbled something like 'I want to go home' and 'This is a dream.' He opened his eyes and was still there so then he pinched himself and screeched in my ears like little girl. I fell back but before I could the ground Caspian had caught me.

"Thanks" I whispered.

"No problem, your majesty." He told me.

"First names" I hissed through my teeth.

"Sorry your ma-... Susan"

"There. Was that really that hard?"

"No"

Then I looked around horror at the fact that everyone was staring at us. I looked at Peter. If I wasn't so horrified I would have laughed, his face was starting to a delightful shade of red. His eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his skull. Edmund's was almost the exact same as Peter's except for the tiniest smirk. Lucy, however, was beaming, whereas Eustace was confused. Caspian and I immediately dropped all touch and sidestepped away from each other. Lucy, thankfully, noticed my discomfort and wave me over. I had to bite back a sigh of relief for having been rescued by my little sister. I thought I was free but the minute we got to our cabin she started to pester me with questions. After about 3 hours I finally almost lost it.

"Lucy, I had a bit of a rough day. I going to go on the main deck and relax a little, Ok?

"Okay Su, do you want company?

"No thanks, Lu, I just need a breather."

"Okay, See you at dinner."

"Yep"

As soon as I am up on deck and breathing the sweet sea air I can't help remember this morning when I was just fine. Not embarrassed, not annoyed. I could hear voices below me. I tried to hear them. It was Peter and Ed chewing out Caspian. It was then that I decided that Lu's chatting wasn't as bad as what was going on downstairs. I decided to go talk with Lucy. After a pleasant chat with Lucy, We went to dinner. Peter wouldn't look at me or Caspian. Ed tried not to tell jokes, unsucessfully. He made jokes like "So, good show out ter today, I'm not really one for PDA. What are you going to do tonight in your cabins." Peter would give him a if-looks-could-kill glare and he would shut his mouth. I purposely sat next to Caspian because I knew it would annoy Peter. It worked. Eustace just stared confusedly between Caspian, Peter and I. Lu, being her usual talkative self, tried to include everyone in the conversation. It became all too clear that nobody was in a mood to talk so Lucy, quite saddened, gave up. I mouthed that we would talk to make up for it and she perked up enough to eat her dinner. After dinner Lu and I put on the sleeping pants that we made and talked for hours then fell asleep happy.

The next day Lucy and I decided that we would avoid Peter's wrath and stay in the cabin. We're going to make some pants, shirts and dresses to hand on the many islands we will stop at. We thought he wouldn't come in, but he did. Around lunch we heard a knock. As per our agreement Lucy said

"Who is it?" Lucy says in the most normal voice possible.

"It's me Peter. Is Susan in there?"

"No" she said, very calm and collected. It was Peter's next comment that worried her.

"Good, I wish to talk to you. May I come in?"

A look of panic crossed Lucy's face. " Umm... No"

"Why? Lu, Susan is in there, isn't she?"

"Umm... No"

"Yes she is open this door."

That is when I decided to help Lucy

"Peter, we are awfully busy, can you come back later?"

"Aha, so you are in there, Susan. I really need to talk to you!"

"Why?" I screamed at him.

"Because...just because, Would you just get out here."

I was starting to get angry at Peters determination to talk to me.

"Peter, please just go away or I swear I will not be responsible for my actions."

We could hear Peter gulp from inside our room. Yes I am known as the Gentle Queen but when I get pissed off, I am not so gentle. Right now, Peter knew that if he tried to make me talk to him my first action would be to grab my bow that was always close by and grab an arrow from my quiver that was always on my back. So it was persist or get an arrow in his shoulder. Which would probably hurt, a lot. I heard his hand on the doorknob. I let the arrow fly. Peter ducked in time so the arrow stuck solidly in Caspian's door. That would take some explaining. He looked at me with his signature you-did-not-just-do-that-if-only-looks-could-kill glare. One of my arrows went back up the . I grabbed my bow and speedily put an arrow on the string. He opened the door and I let the arrow fly. He ducked and the arrow stuck solidly in Caspian's door. that would take some explaining. He looked at me with his signature you-did-not-just-do-that-if-only-looks-could-kill-you-would-be-dead glare. One of my arrows went back up the bow. Peter told me that I would like the news he was sent to give me. I reluctantly followed.

"What is it, Peter?"I asked impatiently.

"Caspian has asked if he can court you" he said rather simply.

I love Cliffhangers. Don't you? No! Too bad. I will try to update by Wednesday. If you are bored, try my hunger games fanfic called After the Rebellion. I will up date that one soon too.