A/N: Holy cow guys! At the moment this story has 11 reviews and over 200 views, which is honestly like a dream come true. I want you all to know that every review makes my heart swell, and I get so excited each time I notice someone else has read this story. I've read all of your reviews, and all of them mean so much to me, whether their long reviews with constructive critisism or short ones with under five words. I really just want to thank you all, and let you know I've taken all of your words into consideration.

In the last chapter, I promised to do a shout out to the first person to correctly guess what a lavender rose means. I got four reviews with guesses, and all of them had the correct gist of it, but the person that's answer was correct was an anon by the name JUST ME. Thanks go out to Wildhorses1492, MCH, and RQueenLucyR for taking guesses.

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Chapter 3

The Rose

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The sunlight streamed through the window and onto Lucy's face, waking up the little queen. She was always an early riser, and as soon as the sun rose, she would be awake and ready to enjoy the day. Per usual, she took no time rising from bed and picking out her dress for the day.

As Lucy opened her wardrobe, she smiled at the gorgeous golden dress she had worn the night before. Memories flashed back of the ball, and she couldn't help but giggle. She had danced with Peter and Edmund many times, and even convinced Trumpkin to dance with her. The whole night had been amazing, and she truly felt like a beautiful queen, but nothing compared to her sister.

Lucy was so glad she managed to convince her sister to wear her green dress, and was even happier when she saw the way Caspian looked at her. She had loved Caspian like a brother since she first met him, and she could tell that he and Susan had something special together. She couldn't help but wonder when she would be lucky enough to find a man who looked at her like that.

Although Lucy still looked like the 12-year-old girl she was back in Finchley, she often felt like the adult that ruled Narnia over a thousand years ago. While she never truly 'grew up' in Narnia, staying the same carefree spirit she always was, it was hard to be treated like a child that didn't know what she was doing. She knew much more than was credited to her, and she knew exactly what she was doing when she distracted her brothers the night before to give Susan the time she needed.

Quickly Lucy got dressed and quietly made her way out of her chambers. While she was known for her early rising, Susan definitely was not, so Lucy bet her sister would still be wrapped in her dream world. The polite thing would be to wait until her sister rose, but Lucy was far to curious for that, and she was well aware her sister would not be able to stay angry at her. So quickly she made her way to her sister's chambers, entering more quietly than a mouse.

Sure as she had thought, Susan was wrapped in her blankets, a look of serenity plastered on her face. Lucy had to hold back a giggle as she made her way to her sister, stopping only to see the rose that lay on her sister's night table.

Lucy had always loved nature, especially in Narnia, and so her dear Mr. Tumnus had taken it upon himself to teach her the meanings of every flower and tree they came across. Lucy was well aware of the rose's meaning, but she couldn't help but wonder if Susan did, or even Caspian. There was always a chance that the flower could have been picked solely for it's beauty, but it seemed like far too much of a coincidence to be so.

Gathering all her courage, Lucy leapt onto Susan's bed like she used to on important days in the golden age. As always, Susan groaned, trying to sink deeper into her bed, but Lucy wouldn't let her.

"Wake up, Su." She whispered, shaking her sister as she giggled. Sure enough Susan's face lit up with a smile as she begrudgingly opened up her eyes.

"Have you honestly nothing better to do, Lu?"

"Nope," Lucy nearly sang, and Susan couldn't keep in her laughter any longer. Lucy found herself being pulled down next to her sister where they both laughed, enjoying themselves and remembering old memories. Finally, Lucy sat up, looking at her sister and ready to find out exactly what happened last night. "Spill."

And so Lucy listened carefully to her sister's night, smiling as Susan described the dancing, giggling as she talked about the garden, and all out cooing in happiness as she gushed about him saying goodnight. Lucy couldn't help but feel like she was submerged in a fairytale story about her sister and Caspian.

"Lu, I mean, I kissed him in front of almost everyone, but suddenly I'm nervous as we dance and…ugh." Susan sighed, flopping back on her bed as Lucy giggled. She'd never seen her sister like this, not ever in the 15 years they ruled with millions of suitors asking for her hand. "But Lu, it was so sweet. And he picked out the rose specifically." Susan sighed, making Lucy's head snap up.

"Did he tell you the meaning of the rose?" Lucy asked, her grin wide as she eyed the lavender flower her sister had just picked up and placed back in her hair. As Lucy spoke those words, Susan froze looking at Lucy with a sense of curiosity.

"No, but he smiled when I asked him," Susan murmured, as if thinking aloud before focusing on Lucy. "You were always good with flowers; do you know what it means?"

Lucy giggled as she saw her sister's expression. So Caspian too new the meaning, which made the whole thing so much more romantic in Lucy's eyes. Smiling, Lucy rose from the bed and helped Susan pick out her outfit for the day, giggling something about how she'd need to speak to Caspian when Susan stopped her.

"Lucy," She started, looking at her sister as if questioning whether or not she wanted the answer. "What does a lavender rose mean?

Lucy just smiled.

Peter was sitting in the main study, reading up on much of the legends told of him and his siblings as Caspian challenged Edmund to a rematch at chess. The room was quiet except for the occasional noise of admiration or defeat from the duel of wits across the room, but that quickly changed when the girls arrived.

Peter noticed Susan first, as she was in quite a flustered state. She looked as she did many days in the golden ages after a long and heated discussion between the four siblings, but surprisingly this time she had a purple rose placed in her hair. Lucy wasn't far behind her with a childlike smile on her face as she obviously tried to hold back her giggles. The girls quickly walked in the room, smiled at the boys, before Lucy ran over to Peter and began to question him about the book he was reading.

Peter only really listened half heartedly as he watched his little sister walk over to the chess match, seeming to calm down a little. She smiled politely at Caspian, and it made Peter's stomach drop a little. It had been so much easier in the golden age when Susan hated most of her suitors, why couldn't it be the same this time?

"So," peter whispered to Lucy, his voice quiet as to not draw the attention of the others. "What exactly happened?" Lucy didn't answer, she just simply giggled and went back to one of the stories that contained her dear Mr. Tumnus. Peter wasn't quite sure if that was a good sign or not.

His thoughts were drawn out as Edmund made an over exaggerated exclamation of victory, causing both of the sisters to laugh. Peter simply shook his head at his little brother's actions. As he looked over, he noticed Caspian getting up and looking over his way.

"Perhaps you can finally cause him to lose a match, eh Peter?" Caspian asked, causing the rest of them to laugh while Edmund huffed proudly. Peter merely shook his head as he made his way over to the chess game.

"But we were all having so much fun." Peter smiled, and Susan punched his shoulder lightly, reminiscing in old memories of a life gone by. Edmund and Lucy just smiled as Peter sat down, and Caspian smiled at Susan.

"Actually," Susan said quietly as Caspian began to make his way over to some books, causing him to turn around and look at her. "I was wondering if I could talk to you?" Susan asked, before smiling to show that it was nothing to worry about. Of course, as Peter met his brother's eyes, he knew very well that there was quite a bit to worry about.

Lucy just rolled her eyes at the boys as Caspian and Susan left the room, waiting until the door closed before vaulting across the room.

Peter got to the door first, with Edmund just behind him and Lucy practically crawling on top of him, all trying to catch what their sister had to say.

Caspian wasn't sure what he expected for that morning, but he was fairly certain that it wasn't Susan pulling him out into the hallway, or even her still wearing the flower that he gave her, though it did mean a lot to him that she was. He wasn't to sure why she wanted to see him. At first, he was actually quite worried that she might claim she didn't feel the same way he did, but her smile quickly calmed him.

When the door closed, he quickly noticed Susan's nervous smile as she fiddled with the rose. Without thinking, Caspian reached up and took her hand, trying to calm her nerves. As soon as he touched her hand, he noticed that her face turned bright red, but she didn't make to pull her hand away, instead she just smiled at him gratefully.

"What is it you wanted to speak about, my queen?" Caspian asked, swallowing his own nerves as he looked at her. Despite being flustered, she truly was beautiful, both inside and out. He couldn't help but admire her as she tried to come up with whatever words she wished to speak.

"I wanted to talk, about last night," Susan started, and Caspian felt his worries increase. Sensing his discomfort, Susan quickly continued. "Not like that, I mean, I wanted to thank you. I haven't had that much fun in a long time."

Caspian let out a relieved sigh as he looked at her, gesturing that it was nothing, but Susan wasn't quite finished.

"I…I wanted to tell you that it meant a lot to me, and I would love to do it all again some time." Susan smiled, quickly regaining her confidence. "And I wanted to tell you about the rose."

Caspian stared at her as she spoke the words, trying to figure out if she knew the real meaning of it, and how she felt if she did. The smile she was giving helped reassure him though.

"Lucy told me what it means, she always did love flowers." Susan whispered, as if suspecting that someone was listening. Once again, Susan reached up for the flower and smiled as she touched it. "And I wanted you to know that I feel the same. I love you too, Caspian. From the first time I saw you."

The words were spoken so quietly, Caspian first thought he had imagined them. But there she stood with her determined look on her face, proving his hopes to be true. Caspian smiled back at her, feeling like he quite possibly was the luckiest man alive.

With Susan's hand still intertwined with his, Caspian took a step closer to her. Susan looked up and met his eyes, but didn't do a thing to step back and stop him, so he kept going. Caspian only paused when his lips were mere centimeters away from hers.

"You can stop me, if you think this is too fast." He whispered, giving Susan the chance to move away, and he couldn't help but smile when she didn't. And with one quick movement, he closed the gap and felt the fire that was her lips on his.

This kiss was far different than their first. While their first kiss was a kiss of desperation, a kiss so they would both remember what could have been, and what they both lost, this kiss seemed more like a promise. A promise to try, to live the life they both wanted, with each other right by their sides. A promise that they would fight to be able to make more promises. And it was the best promise Caspian had ever made in his life.

A/N: so that was this chapter, I hope everyone liked it. I know that Caspian and Susan might be moving a little fast, but I promise that I won't rush straight in. As for the meaning of a lavender rose, it means love at first sight. I was trying to get that across above, but I'm not sure if I did. Thanks again, and I'll be posting again next wednesday.