"Wait, you mean this is Narnia?" I gasped, "As in, Aslan's Narnia?? Wow, it's so different to last time!"
I looked at the four siblings and waited for some sort of reaction. None came. I realised that they were all staring at me in shock.
"What??" I asked, "What did I say?"
"You… you know about Narnia?!" Peter asked, baffled.
I nodded slowly, dumbfounded. Of course I knew about Narnia! Didn't they know? Hadn't they recognised me?? Didn't they see traces of my mother and father in me?
"I am the daughter of Prince Caspian the Tenth and Lady Heilala," I said, trying not to be too royal about it, "And you are Queen Lucy the Valiant, King Edmund the Just, Queen Susan the Gentle and King Peter the magnificent. There are many great tales of the battles you have won and wonders you have done for Narnia. I recognised you at the train station, and when Lucy came up to me earlier today, I thought you had recognised me too…" I trailed off
I looked at them all. And they all looked back with dumbfounded expressions, well all except Susan. The look on her face was one of murder. She stood there stiffly, hands balled into fists by her sides. She looked ready to lunge at me.
"S-susan?" I stammered, "Wh-what's wrong?"
I stared confused, as she recollected herself and arranged her expression into something that was more socially acceptable. She even managed a slight smile. Everyone was looking at her now, waiting for an explanation.
"I didn't know Caspian got married? Did either of you? No? Well anyway, lovely to hear. I wish him all the best." She said briskly and marched off into the other direction.
The second she was gone, Peter, Edmund and Lucy all burst into laughter, while I stood there like a loser; I still did get the joke.
"What?" I asked, starting to laugh myself. "What's so funny?"
I stared at Edmund- couldn't help it, he just looked so beautiful when he laughed.
"Susan…Susan and Prince Caspian…" he managed to blurt out in between bouts of laughter.
"Yes…" I edged him on, "Continue…"
"Well, they…they-"
'Susan fell in love with Prince Caspian." Lucy finished off.
"Oh," was all I could manage to say. Well that shed a whole new light on things.
While the three siblings continued laughing, I took the chance to take in my surroundings for the first time. We were standing in a wood somewhere, surrounded by tall, magnificent cedars. For the first time in a long time, I felt at home. I hadn't returned to Narnia since the invasion all those years ago. After Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy and my father had driven out the Telmarines, Aslan had disappeared, and Narnia was attacked. Again. But this wasn't like any other enemy Narnia had faced, no, this enemy was family. This enemy was a Narnian. In fact, it was Prince Caspian's sister that had decided to invade her own brother's kingdom, my own aunt.
Lady Margaret Hart was her name, and that name was enough to send shivers down anyone's spine. She was a combination of the White Witch and King Miraz, and she was a terror that Narnia had never seen before. With one stare, all movement failed you, with one word, all life drained you, with one blow, all good fled you and you were left with only 2 options; join her, or die. No-one knew exactly what she did; only that in her presence, death was the better option. To make things worse, Margaret had a daughter. And a daughter who was oblivious to Narnia altogether at that. My cousin, Riana was smuggled out of Narnia by Prince Caspian as a child to ensure that she would never learn to live like her mother, and so far, it was working. All Riana knew about her family was that they were alive, living in the world, somewhere, somehow.
If Riana was to ever enter Narnia and meet her mother, it would mean the end of Narnia and its entire people.