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Chapter 2

Lucy was sitting on top of the How where the look outs stood. Of course, she wasn't in there way, she knew how important it was for them to have their full attention on the surrounding area. Lucy sighed. It appeared that this whole situation was harder than she thought it would be. The telmarines, Miraz, and even the situation with Caspian. She had mixed feelings about that boy, one minute she hated him with every fiber in her body, then she couldn't wait to see him.

As if an answer to her thoughts, Caspian sat down next to her. Lucy shifted her weight uneasily, ending up in the same position she had been in before.

"Hey," Caspian said.

"Hi," Lucy replied, sounding a lot colder than she meant. Caspian looked at her curiously.

"Why do you hate me so much?" he asked simply. Lucy kicked her bare feet nervously as they dangled off the side of the How.

"I don't hate you," she said quietly. Caspian sighed with relief. Lucy realized what she was saying and searched her mind for something else to say.

"I absolutely despise you," she said harshly. That was not supposed to happen... she thought to herself. Capsian looked both surprised and hurt by what she said.

"But why?" he asked.

"Because, you think that you can control everything. You need to realize that we are above you and that Peter is in charge now. You may be used to controlling everything because you lived your entire life in a castle with servants to do your bidding and now the old Narnians listen to you because they think you can bring peace. First of all, you can't, only Aslan can bring peace to Narnia. And second, you need to listen to Peter, he's done this kind of thing before and he knows what he's doing." Lucy looked at Caspian hard, barely seeing his shocked expression.

"You sound very wise for a kid," he said casually. Lucy felt rage building up inside of her. Not only did he not listen to what she had just said, but he thought of her as a child to. She stood up and pointed an accusing finger at Caspian.

"I may look like a kid, but I'm just in the body of one. I'm a queen and a warrior. Do you honestly think they called Susan the Gentle because she was a master archer that went to war and used her archery skills to kill hundreds? No! They called her the gentle because she hated war and never went to battle unless the situation called for it. And do you think that every time a suitor came that she didn't like she shot him with her bow and arrow? Again, no! She turned them down gently and if the situation called for it had them escorted away. Do you think I was called the Valiant because I stayed at home and healed people with my cordial? No! Not only was I called the Valiant because I had a firm faith in Aslan, but also because I went to battle with Peter and Edmund while Susan stayed home at Cair Paravel to rule." Lucy was breathing hard at the end of this speech and Caspian was looking at her dumbfounded.

"But what did you fight with? All Father Christmas gave to you was the cordial," he said finally. Lucy's anger built.

"He did not just give me the cordial! He gave me this dagger," she said as she pulled out her silver dagger from its sheathe. "And I'm very skilled with it," she said in a threatening tone. Caspian, who was also standing by now, started backed away from her slightly. Lucy continued, "I fought with knives and swords up close, and from far away I threw daggers and when I was too far away for my daggers to be accurate, I used a bow and arrow. I was as good as Susan if not better with the bow and arrow. Stop looking at me like that!" Lucy was nearly screaming by now and some of the look outs looked over at the two worriedly. Caspian had his head cocked to the side and was smiling at Lucy. It looked like he was admiring her, and that's nearly what he was doing.

"Why? Does it bother you?" he said, taking a step closer.

Lucy put her dagger back in its sheathe when she saw Caspian coming closer. "Yes, very much so," she said simply.

"Well then, I'm about to get on your nerves," he said slyly, his nose almost touching hers now. Lucy was breathing hard, her heart skipped a beat with excitement. Oh my gosh! Stop it Lucy! You hate him, you hate him... Oh who am I kidding, you love him. No you don't! Lucy continued to argue with herself, but she saw Caspian leaning closer. It's inevitable now, he's going to kiss me, Lucy thought to herself. Caspian paused right in front of her face.

"I hate you to," he said quietly, then he brushed past her and walked back into the How. Lucy realized he had seen right through her and that all the hate had been a cover for how she really felt towards him. Either that or he was just trying to get on her nerves because he actually did hate her. Lucy decided to go with the last one. The last thing she needed was drama on this trip to Narnia, but acting like she hated him would take a lot of faking. At that point, Lucy decided to become a faker.

Ok, the plot has really begun now! I hope you like this chapter! I apologize if it seemed too fast, but I really wanted to get another chapter of my story up so I can really start the plot. I'm just impatient like that, hehe :)