Disclaim: I wish I owned it, but I don't.

Author's notes: I'm so sorry this has taken so long to come out and I don't even have any good excuses. Approximately two chapters left.


Aranni sent her maids-in-waiting away for half an hour so she had some time to think about the past three and a half years. They had gone so fast, and yet it seemed as if she had known Caspian her entire life. Despite her doubts about the relationship when she heard of his feelings for Susan, they had grown to care greatly for one another. Aranni would have gone as far as to say love; and while she knew Caspian would never be in love with her, he did love her to some degree, and sje was certainly in love with him.

Aranni was disappointed her father could not attend the wedding, but she knew his responsibilities could not permit it. He had sent them his blessing in a letter, asking Caspian to take care of her for him, and reassuring them that this is what Aslan himself intended.

Aranni was greatly comforted by this, and, feeling the letter in a hidden pocket on the inside of her wedding dress, smiled and set off towards the wedding hall.


Caspian couldn't help but grin manicly as he saw his bride enter the great hall. He was glad his risk had paid off. Although she was not Susan, Aranni made him happy. While she was no warrior, not even slightly skilled as an archer, she was a good woman and would make a good queen.

As she walked towards him, Caspian knew he had made the right choice. After he told Aranni about his love, although slightly earlier than planned, they had shared everything and had come to rely upon each other. She made him smile as only one other ever had. And while his heart still pined for the lost Queen, with the Star's daughter nearby, his head never lingered on her long.


The court of Cair Paravel were rejoicing. For many years there had been little to celebrate. But now the king was married, and as he twirled his bride on the dance floor, they remarked on how good it was to see he had moved on after the 'unfortunate seperation', as it had become known. Unfortunately, he hadn't moved on as much as even thought.


Susan Pevensie sat on the plane ready for take off and a new start in America. This was a chance to re-define herself, away from the annoying comments of her siblings and now her cousin. Lucy had sent her a letter before she set off, detailing the adventure her, Edmund and Eustace had enjoyed on the Dawn Treader with Caspian.

She knew her little sister did not understand how much that name hurt her. How could she, when Susan pretended what she had with Caspian had been nothing more than a flirtation; and now she was talking less of Narnia as a reality, how were her siblings to know she took their stories seriously?

Except she did. She longed to be back in Cair Paravel, with her long hair from the Golden Age, with Caspian by her side. But she, unlike her siblings, realised she had to move on. Aslan had told them all they were not returning. There was no point in pining after what they could never get back.

Susan found the easiest way to forget was by becoming a modern woman. And America was certainly the best place for that. She hoped to quickly lose thoughts of Narnia in America, and thoughts of Caspian in the arms of a handsome American.


Author's notes: What do you think? Please rate and message! Its so simple! Your comments will also help me write better. Thanks in advance. Sorry again for the delay!!!!!