Chapter 2 - Wish you were here

A year had passed since the Kings and Queens of Old visited Narnia for the second time. Caspian had grown up hearing stories about them and about their glorious reign. What he never could have imagined was that one day he would see them with his own eyes, much less that he would fall in love with the Gentle Queen...

Caspian had been fascinated by Susan since he first laid his eyes on her, and his feelings only intensified during the little time they remained in the same world. The young king deeply lamented the Pevensies' departure. More than that, he regretted not having expressed his feelings for Susan since the beginning.

A year had passed, and every single night Caspian thought of her. What would have been if she had stayed longer in Narnia? He certainly would do everything to show her how much he loved her. And what if she had stayed forever...? All he wanted was to have her next to him for all eternity, maybe make her reign in Narnia again, this time by his side, as his queen...

He wanted at least to dream about her, but even this seemed impossible. His activities as king left him exhausted, and by night his sleep was always deep and empty of dreams... until that night. For his surprise, his wishes had been finally granted.

Caspian awoke with the sound of birds, still stunned. His heart overflowed with joy, but it was gradually being filled with a sad melancholy, when he realized it was all just a dream. But even it was a fleeting joy, he would do anything to feel it again. It would be nice if he could control his own dreams, finding his beloved whenever his heart wanted... But unfortunately he didn't have this power...

Throughout the day, flashes of the previous night returned to his mind. That dream had been so real, so vivid that he could even doubt it had been really a dream, had he not woke up in his very bed.

He could still feel the gentle breeze that invaded the beach at the bottom of Cair Paravel and enveloped them under that starry night. He also clearly remembered the sensations that filled his heart by having Susan in his arms again, touching her lips with his. Would it happen again? Caspian craved for it with all his heart.

After another day filled with real commitments, alliances and plans for the sake of peaceful coexistence between Telmarines and Narnians, Caspian retired to his bedchambers. He took a relaxing bath, wore his most comfortable sleeping clothe and laid down. Remembering his previous dream he fell asleep, wishing for another dream with his beloved queen...

Caspian woke up with a cool breeze touching his face. He realized he was surrounded by ruins, and they were very familiar to him. He had been there several times since the Pevensies' departure. Cair Paravel, the ancient home of the Kings and Queens of Old. Susan's home, 1300 years ago.

The full moon lit the place, as Caspian walked through the ruins until he came across the amazing view of the ocean under the starry sky. He contemplated the sea for a few minutes, wishing Susan to be by his side again. Suddenly her unmistakable scent invaded the place and reached his senses, making his heart beat faster.

"Did you miss me?", Susan asked with a smile.

"You have no idea...", he replied, turning to see her.

He quickly crossed the space between them, and pulled her into an embrace while their lips fused together in a passionate kiss. She was so soft, so warm, so perfect... and he missed her so much. Caspian felt a great fire within his heart, as if it was about to explode in pure delight. Her taste and her perfume were intoxicating, and he savored them intensely.

Caspian began to explore Susan's body, caressing her waist and back in a sensual way, wishing he could remove the layers of clothe that separated his hands from her skin. He felt her shivering slightly under his touch, and he smiled against her mouth when he heard her soft moans. The kiss slowly became deeper and deeper, but the couple eventually had to stop it in search for air.

Caspian kept his eyes on Susan's and his hands on her waist.

"My love... I wish our meetings could last forever..."

"If it depends on me, they will..."

"Do you have any idea of the trouble you're getting into, Susan Pevensie?", he asked with a mischievous half-smile on his lips.

"What do you mean...?", she asked, smiling as well.

Caspian pressed his body on Susan's again, his lips almost touching her ear, and whispered.

"Do you have any idea that every word, every smile, and every gesture of you make me more and more chained to you? You will not get rid of me..."

Caspian felt Susan tremble with those words in her ear. She responded in the same tone, her lips almost touching Caspian's neck.

"And who said I want to get rid of you? Quite the contrary..."

Having said that, Susan brushed her lips torturously on his neck and kissed it sensually, making him tremble and smile in delight. Then her lips found his lobe, licking and biting it softly, causing him to close his eyes and let out a small groan. She was driving him almost into madness.

When Susan's mouth left his lobe, Caspian looked at her, and his lustful gaze made her blush heavily. He was about to take her in his arms and kiss her hungrily when the sounds of the waves coming from the beach caught her attention.

Then Susan grabbed Caspian's hand and pulled him to the place where he had been before her arrival, the place from where it was possible to have a great view of the sea. Susan was amazed at the sight.

"How beautiful... This is one of the many things I miss from Narnia... Contemplating the sea on a moonlit night, here at Cair Paravel..."

Caspian looked at her and could see the nostalgia on her face. He remembered a few things about what he had been told of the Golden Age, and a subject in particular aroused his curiosity.

"Susan... Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"You and your siblings reigned in Narnia for 15 years, but none of you have ever got married... What about your suitors?", Caspian tried to disguise the jealousy in his voice.

"Suitors... There were many. The four of us were often courted. Princes and princesses from distant kingdoms were always around, ready to ask our hand in marriage. One of them even wanted to marry me by force and declared war on Narnia because of my refusal... but that's something I don't like to remember..."

"I understand..."

"Fate was wise, Caspian... What would have happened if we had got married, as we ended up returning to our world?"

"Perhaps you wouldn't have returned if it had happened..."

"So I'm happy it hadn't...", Susan looked into Caspian's eyes and smiled tenderly. "Because had it been different, I wouldn't have returned to Narnia at this time... I wouldn't have met you..."

Caspian's eyes glistened as she spoke.

"I guess I never got married here because I never met anyone like you", she said, blushing softly.

Caspian's heart sped up at the sound of those words. She loved him. She loved him as much as he loved her, and it made him feel the happiest man in the world.

"Would you marry me...?", he couldn't help asking.

Susan smiled wistfully.

"Caspian, I don't know if it would be possible, we live in different worlds... But be sure of this: I would love to be your wife. I would love to be yours forever..."

Caspian and Susan stared in silence, their eyes showing happiness and sadness at the same time. Caspian loved her more than anything, but her words made sense. They were from different worlds. But there was no way to make it work? Their love could never have a happy ending?

The sounds of breaking waves awakened Caspian from his thoughts. He looked at the ocean once more and then his eyes turned to the sandy beach. Then he remembered the cut on Susan's hand the night before.

"How is your hand?"

"Hmm...", Susan looked at her right palm and watched the small wound, almost healed. "It's okay, I guess..."

"That's good...", Caspian said, taking Susan's hand and kissing it gently.

Then he smiled mischievously and began sucking each one of her finger tips, while keeping his eyes locked on hers. Susan bit her lower lip as she watched him.

Caspian gently brought her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her waist, brushed his lips on her lobe and then bit it, as she did to him before. Susan closed her eyes and gasped, as his hot breathing touched her ear and neck. Caspian placed a few kisses there, before his lips went straight to hers. Then they lose themselves in another passionate kiss.

The kiss was deliciously long, each one memorizing every inch of each other's mouth while their hands roamed in mutual caresses. Things were growing hot and heavy between them, and Caspian felt an irresistible urge to take Susan in his arms, lead her to somewhere comfortable and let them be consumed by that so alluring desire.

Suddenly, Susan broke the kiss. Her expression changed and she looked at Caspian with frightened eyes, as if something unexpected was about to come.

"Oh, no... no..."

Saying this, Susan magically disappeared before Caspian.

"What...? Susan! Susaaaaan!"

Caspian ran over the entire extension of Cair Paravel's ruins, calling Susan's name, hoping to find her. But his efforts were useless.

She was gone.

"SUSAN!"

Caspian awoke in his bed with the sound of his own voice. He rose suddenly, panting heavily, and soon realized where he was. Another dream. His heart was tight in his chest. He didn't like the sense of loss he experienced when Susan disappeared before his eyes, even it had been in a dream.

After calming down, Caspian began to remember the rest of the dream. Although discovering it was all just a dream made him suffer, having those new memories in his mind brought a strange comfort to his heart. He asked Susan to marry him... Caspian knew one day he would have to marry and give Narnia an heir, but, despite knowing he would never see her again, his heart couldn't help it: it was Susan who he wanted as his wife.

Gradually, the entire dream became clear in his mind, just like the other one, and one detail caught his attention. The dream tonight revealed a link with the previous one, when he asked Susan about her wound.

Caspian didn't know his mind was able to create such elaborate dreams. Indeed, this was not the only strange thing. Caspian pondered and realized that never in his life he was able to remember so clearly all the details of a dream, even the sensations and feelings, as it was happening now. It was as if those events had actually happened. They were so real...

Definitely those were not ordinary dreams.

Hello there! I really hope you liked these first two chapters, but now something is puzzling me... Well, the Story Traffic has shown me that this fanfic had hundreds of visitors from several different countries, but... only 3 reviews? C'mon guys, don't be shy! I love reviews! I need to know your oppinion... Please? ;)

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