Hey there! I'm Regina26! This story is really unique, never been done, so please try to take it in and don't be too harsh in your reviews, please! I hope you enjoy it!

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Crown Prince

The woods were dark, trees were intertwined making it even harder for his horse to pass, droplets of sweat were running down his pale forehead, the sound of his heavy breathing was audible despite that of hooves, and without hesitation, his hand grabbed a beautifully carved wooden horn and blew with all his might.

The sixteen year old prince woke up with a headache, but then heard someone screaming: "Calm down Nikabrik, he's our guest"

"He's a telmarine !"

The prince stood up and headed towards the source of the voice and when the dwarf spotted him he drew a dagger from his pocket, and acting on pure instinct, the boy grabbed the poker from the fireplace and blocking the dwarf's attempts to slash his insides out but they were both stopped by Trufflehunter.

"He's a telmarine soldier" Nikabrik muttered

"I'm no soldier, I'm Prince Caspian, the tenth." Caspian stated.

Caspian then explained how his uncle tried to kill him and how he ran away. Nothing was left but to await the arrival of the Kings and Queens of old.

He was trying to overpower his opponent until a voice interrupted them.

"Stop!"

Caspian looked at the woman who interrupted him then took the sword out of the tree's trunk, that of his opponent.

"Prince Caspian?" The blonde asked.

"Yes, and who are you?" the prince muttered.

"Peter!" another girl cried.

Caspian looked again at the sword in his hands and read: "When Aslan bares his teeth, winter meets its death." And then looked at the blond man, dumbfounded!

"High King Peter?" Caspian asked

"I believe you called." The King replied dryly…

Prince Caspian got in many arguments with the King, one that got a bit too far after trying to take over the telmarine castle. The second battle of Beruna was won by the Narnians when Aslan came to the rescue. Peter, Edmund, Susan and Caspian at the sight of Aslan, bowed in front of him.

"Rise Kings and Queens of Narnia." Aslan purred. Peter, Edmund and Susan stood up. Aslan then said: "Rise Crown Prince of Narnia." Caspian looked lost, he was no narnian prince, or was he? He stood up and met the lion's eyes. Aslan smiled at him and said: "You must be wondering what I meant."

Caspian: "I do actually."

Aslan then looked at Peter and said to him: "I shall talk to you alone."

Peter, also lost in thought, followed the Lion away from his siblings and Caspian. Aslan then turned to him and said: "Peter, you were hurt when you went back to your world, but you know more than anyone that I have my reasons, It was to make you strong and more attached to the love of your people, not to the love of a crown. You passed the test my son, I always knew you would, and now you shall rule again." Aslan closed his eyes and purred: "You know that you left behind your wife Swanwhite of Archenland, but what you didn't know Peter, is that she was with child. She died delivering him and when war struck in Narnia, the child was transported by a dryad's locket in order to save him, 1300 years to the future, and was adopted by no other than King Caspian, the ninth."

Peter's eyes windened, he was indeed shocked but still listened to what Aslan had to say.

"Caspian is the Crown Prince of Narnia, by blood, being the Heir to the High King. Peter, Caspian is your son."

Tears filled the King's eyes. He was shocked, confused, happy but sad at the same time. His wife was gone, but he has a son! Caspian was his son.

Aslan then put a paw on the King's shoulder and let a sigh at Peter who suddenly aged from 17 to 35 years old.

"I'm my age again!" Peter exclaimed.

"You may go tell your family what you were told, for I must be off." Said Aslan as he ran to the woods, and out of sight.

When Peter went back to where his family was, he was surprised to see that his siblings aged as well. He then looked at Caspian and sighed. It was a story hard to tell.

Caspian, sobbing, ran far away from the Pevensies to where his Professor was sitting and asked him

"Did you know?"

"Know what my prince?" The professor asked.

"Who I really am?" Caspian cried.

The Professor sighed heavily and told the young prince what he knew, how he was brought to Caspian IX.

"Why didn't you tell me! Why didn't you tell me that the High King is my father?" Caspian shouted, his body shaking.

"It wasn't my story to tell." The Professor concluded.

The professor looked in the boy's eyes and said truthfully: "Nobody meant to keep it a secret from you your highness, it was for your own safety, the telmarines would've killed you if they knew! Even though King Caspian loved you dearly, that doesn't mean the lords did, and they could have done anything to kill you. You see, everything I ever did was to protect you, until your father came back, as was the prophecy. You are meant to do great things Caspian."

Capian, his eyes still wet, asked the professor: "My father, did he ever know I existed? You know, when he left?"

The professor sighed and responded: "No, he didn't, but if he did then the prophecy wouldn't have been completed, everything had to be that way, it's Aslan's wish, and we all know that everything he does is for the well-being of all of us, I know you won't understand now, but one day, you will."

Caspian sat next to the river, deep in thought, his feet dangling in the water. Why was this secret kept from him? For sixteen years! Even though the professor explained, he still didn't understand.

"I know you're shocked, I am as well." A strong male voice said to him. He turned around and saw High King Peter, his father, a man again, just like the King he saw in all these books.

"Your highness!" Caspian shifted wanting to stand up but the King raised a hand to stop him. He then sat beside him and said: "When I left, I didn't know the queen was with child, but there you are, the crown prince. Did you ever hear about me, about my reign Caspian?"

Caspian was nervous due to the King's presence but answered nonetheless: "I did, the professor told me everything about the Kings and Queens of old, about your reign, your adventures, battles, and disappearance."

"I never meant to leave, it just happened. We're leaving to the Telmarine Castle by sunset, which is now the narnian capital until Cair Paravel is rebuilt." The High King stood up and walked away just in time for Lucy to come and sit next to her nephew.

"Hello my Queen, I'm sure you're happy to have become a woman again." Caspian said, his eyes gazing at the river.

"Oh Caspian, I know you're hurt, but look on the bright side, at least you're reunited with your real family again! And we all love you dearly Caspian, you're my little Nephew ! Please call me Aunt Lucy or maybe just Lucy" Lucy said

"Aunt Lucy, I really don't think the High King likes me at all."Caspian said sadly.

"You're wrong Caspian, Peter cares for you, maybe he doesn't show it, well not just yet but he will, in time. You're his son Caspian, his son, his own flesh and blood, of course he cares for you. He's just hurt, his wife Swanwhite died, he loved her dearly, and he's still not over it."

"Can you tell my about my mother a bit?" Caspian asked

Lucy smiled at him and patted his shoulder: "Of course! Swanwhite was a beautiful woman with a kind and brave heart, everyone loved her! She was a duchess of Archenland before she met my brother, they fell in love at first sight. She was caring and always smiling, even when she was upset or hurt, only Peter would know. You look just like her Caspian. Now, I think we're going to be late, let's go find the others so we can go home."

The narnians entered the castle, cheering for their victory. The Kings, Queens and Prince and narnians entered the throne room where a single thrown stood high above the Lords' that were opposite each other. Peter looked around him and saw everyone bowing to him, even his siblings, this meant that he was in charge of Narnia again, he truly was High King again, he walked to the throne, looked at his siblings again and just as he sat on the throne, the room erupted with cheers of joy.

The Prince was in his room, gazing through the window, did he belong here? He didn't know that yet. All he knew is that he was the Crown Prince of Narnia. He heard a knock on the door, then the doorknob twisted to reveal Queen Susan. She approached her nephew and sat next to him.

"How are you today nephew?" Susan asked him cheerfully

"I'm fine." Caspian replied, his gaze down.

"I was assigned to give you lessons about proper narnian etiquette, everyone thought me most suitable for the job, besides why not spend some quality time with my little nephew!"

"You people seem to forget that I'm 16 years old" Caspian muttered.

The queen smiled at him and said: "Your father has been worried about you, you've locked yourself in your room for two days! Tell me what's wrong, come on I'm your aunt, you can tell me anything."

"King Peter really was worried?" The prince asked incredulously

"Yes he was, you seem to forget that you're his son Caspian!" the queen replied.

"But I'm the reason mother is dead! He must hate me!" Caspian exclaimed, tears started to fill his eyes.

"Your mother has fallen ill after our disappearance, you had nothing to do with it. I thank Aslan that she didn't die before giving birth to you, or you wouldn't be here right now. That's why your father didn't express his emotions in front of you, he feels guilty and misses your mother dearly, and you remind him of her." Susan explained. "He wishes to see you by the way, right now."

Caspian sighed and followed his aunt out the corridor to his father's study, it was huge, but magnificent in every way. In front of the window stood the King, gazing through the window.

"You wished to see me your highness?" Caspian asked

Peter turned around and looked at his son a bit, he reminded him of her, of his beloved Swanwhite, but on the other hand he also reminded him of himself, the way he stood, tall and proud.

"Yes I did, sit down Caspian." Peter said

Caspian did as he was told and awaited his father to start the conversation.

"You've locked yourself up in your room lately, care to tell me why?" Peter asked.

"I..I had to be on my own for a while." Caspian replied

"Still no excuse, you could've at least showed up at dinner." Peter stated dryly.

"I wasn't hungry." The prince replied

"Hungry or not, you are supposed to dine with your family every night!" The high king stated as he started to get angry.

Caspian could feel the tension and decided to avoid a fight "I'm sorry, I shan't do it again." his eyes contempling the floor.

Peter, feeling it was enough for one night said: "I can see you're tired so you're excused."

Caspian nodded and got up and headed to the door, he then glanced at his aunt, whose eyes were filled with concern, and left.

That's it for this chapter, I'll update soon! Please don't forget to review ! xx