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Chapter Four: Irresistible Temptation

"That's Peter!" Susan whispered fearfully as she quickly rose up from the blanket they were lying on. "If he finds us together like this, he'll kill you with his bare hands!"

"Where is he?" Caspian asked after he sat upright with her, trying not to imagine the High King slashing him through the heart with his legendary sword. "How far away is Peter from us?"

"Susan!" Peter shouted out his younger sister's name as he looked all around for her.

"He obviously isn't that far away if I could recognize his voice. We have to get out of here before he spots us. Peter's more overprotective of me than my father is and I know he'd tear you from limp to limp if he caught us looking like this."

"And where do you propose we go?" Caspian questioned her as they got up and started looking around for their articles of clothing to redress themselves. "There's no where to hide out here and he'll see us if we try to run up to the castle."

"Just hurry up and get dressed, and we'll think of something so he doesn't see us," Susan replied in a rush while trying to get her undergarments back on as fast as possible.

"Come on! Where are you, Su?" Peter continued yelling out and the two lovers looked at each other in their half-dressed state with alarm when they both realized his voice was becoming more coherent.

"He's getting closer!" Caspian whispered anxiously, who was only wearing his short black pants and unbuttoned sky blue dress shirt. "Now what are we going to do?"

"I don't know!" the brunette snapped at him while she was only wearing the silky, white spaghetti-strip slip from underneath her dress. Susan peeked her head around the corner of the tree and saw that her older brother was only 50 feet away from them. Thankfully, Peter was looking in the opposite direction so he didn't see her, but nevertheless the Gentle Queen was still worried about how his shrinking distance. He could've caught them at any moment and then Caspian's life would cease to exist—becoming the shortest reigning king in Narnia ever.

"I'm sorry," Caspian said remorsefully to Susan and she jerked her head away to look at him. "This is all my fault. I should've controlled myself and waited until we got back inside so no one would see us like this, but—"

"Don't apologize," she cut him off at mid-sentence with a firm but tender tone. "This isn't your fault, at least any more than it is mine. And if Peter does catch us, then we'll face him together." The handsome king gave her small smile of gratitude and then both went back to seeing how close Peter was–who was now less than 20 feet away and closing in fast!

"Susan, talk to me! Are you out here?" he yelled out again.

Just when Peter was about to walk around to the other side of the large tree and catch the young lovers in the act, the threesome suddenly heard someone galloping up towards the High King and he turned around to face Glenstorm–much to Caspian's immense relief.

"Your Majesty," the centaur respectfully bowed to his leader.

"What can I do for you, Glenstorm?" Peter asked his dear friend and ally.

"Aslan requests to speak with you and Queen Susan at once, my liege. He says he has an important matter that he wishes to discuss with both of you privately before the assembly this afternoon."

"Have you found Susan yet? Is she with Aslan now?"

"I'm sorry, your Majesty, but she is not. I was just talking to a few of the guards at the gate and they said that Queen Susan came out here with King Caspian about two hours ago, but she was…" his voice soon trailed off and Peter immediately began to worry for his closest sibling.

"But she was what?" the High King demanded. "What has Susan been doing out here with Caspian? Is she all right?"

Glenstorm remained quiet for a moment, almost looking as if he was fighting within himself over whether or not he should answer the question. "They said that Her Majesty was blindfolded when His Highness brought her out here."

"Blindfolded?!" Peter said with distress and blood-boiling rage instantaneously coursed through his veins. "What do you mean Caspian brought my sister out here blindfolded!"

Still hidden on the other side of the tree, Susan began shake with even more nervousness while her muscles tensed up and heart pounded harder in her chest. The last thing she wanted right now was to watch her extremely overprotective, older brother beat Caspian into a bloody pulp, which she knew he would've done in a heartbeat if he had seen them in their very compromising position just minutes earlier or in their current state with barely any clothes on. The Gentle Queen wrapped her arms around Caspian's body after he brought her into his arms and he held onto her tightly. Trying to comfort his love, he kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back soothingly. They continued to watch Peter and Glenstorm conversing, both of them silently praying that they would leave soon.

"The guards weren't exactly sure why, my liege. All His Majesty said to them before he brought Queen Susan outside was that they be left alone and not disturbed by anyone until the assembly this afternoon unless an emergency came up."

"So you telling me that Caspian not only had Susan blindfolded, but he's also all alone with her?!" Peter said outraged, his eyes had daggers in them. "Where the hell are they! Did he kidnap her for Merlin's sake?!"

Trying to calm down the High King's temper, Glenstorm continue to speak softly. "Perhaps he wanted to show her something special in the woods and decided to make the surprise more interesting by blindfolding her until they got there. King Caspian knows these parts of the land very well. The Telmarines have lived here for centuries now."

Peter was clearly unfazed by Glenstorm's excuse for the newly crowned king with his ready-to-kill, sharp eyes and short-tempered attitude. "I know exactly why Caspian brought Susan out here—for the sole purpose of spending private time together. I mean, you've seen the way he looks at her. Caspian's fancied my sister since the first day we met him. It's obvious he's in love with her."

"And is that so wrong, your Majesty?" the brave Narnian warrior asked quietly. "To be in love? I have a wife myself and I know how strong the power of love is. No one should deny King Caspian and Queen Susan true happiness if they've found it in each other."

Caspian's lips formed a small smile.

"Not if she can't stay here," Peter rebutted before his eyes scanned the grassy land again, still unable to make out a soul in sight. "Everyone knows we're not from this world, Glenstorm. My siblings and I will leave Narnia when Aslan commands it. We come when we're needed and return to our own world when peace has been restored again. It's as simple as that. And although I understand that Caspian's feelings for Susan are genuine and she reciprocates them, a future for them is entirely out of the question. I don't want to see Susan getting her heart broken over losing him because we couldn't stay here. I know it sounds cruel, particularly on Aslan's part, but I believe he knows what's best for us. She's my little sister and I can't bear to see Susan in pain, so we must find them before Caspian says or does something rash to full her head with rubbish about being able to remain in Narnia."

"Yes, my liege." Glenstorm bowed again in respect to his courageous leader. "I understand."

"Bloody hell," Peter groaned when he still could not find a trace of them. "If Susan had heard me calling out to her, she would've been here by now, but she's not. They're not around here so Caspian must've taken her somewhere else. Glenstorm, I need you to do something for me. If they haven't returned to the castle within the hour, then I want you to take some of your men into the forest and find them. Once you do find them, bring them back here and tell my sister that I wish to speak with her immediately. I'll go see Aslan now and inform him that we don't know where Susan is at the moment."

"As you wish, your Majesty."

At long last, Peter and Glenstorm finally started walking back up towards the castle. Caspian let out a sigh of relief and kissed Susan's left temple. "Thank Aslan! I was beginning to think they would never leave." He let go of her and started picking up the dishes from their picnic and putting them in the wooden basket.

"Peter's right you know," the Gentle Queen said quietly as she watched him.

Caspian stopped what he was doing and slowly stood back up, taking in what she just said and not believing his ears. Peter's words to Glenstorm had gotten to Susan…pushing her away from him once again. He knew how much her siblings meant to her, especially Peter. They had seen each other through everything when they came to Narnia last time and reigned as kings and queens together in the Golden Age. Although he never had siblings of his own, Caspian could imagine how irreplaceable Peter was to her, so it was understandable that she didn't want to betray her older brother, especially with Aslan in the mix. And in most circumstances, the Telmarine king could've understood why Susan felt she had to side with Peter, but this situation was different. It was about them and the love they shared for one another—her siblings had absolutely nothing to do with their relationship.

"You agree with him? After everything I said to you earlier, you're still agreeing with Peter over me?"

"He's my brother, Caspian, it's kind of hard not to. Peter's only trying to protect me from getting hurt. I take what he says very seriously and I know his words are right because what he just said to Glenstorm is what I've been saying to you since last night—only you haven't been listening. My return to England is inevitable and nothing can change that."

The young king took a few steps closer to her with determination in his brown orbs. "No, something can change it. You can change it. All you have to do is tell Aslan that you and your siblings want spend the rest of your lives here. That's all you have to do."

"No, I can't!" Susan said heatedly, stepping away from him with fire blazing in her blue eyes, her actions surprised him to say the least. "You don't know Aslan the way I do. We can't just ask him to stay. It doesn't work that way."

"Why not?"

"You know why I can't! Aslan's the true King of Narnia. He was when the White Witch had the land buried in a hundred years of snow with no Christmas, and he still is now. He scarified himself to save Edmund's life the last time we were here and he rescued Lucy in the forest yesterday. I can't defy him just because his decision to send us back to Finchley upsets me… It wouldn't be right after everything he's done for us. Aslan's the most powerful being in Narnia and the real reason you got your throne back. I love him like a father and respect him as much as I respect Peter, so I can't ask him. I'm sorry, but I can't."

Staring down at himself, Caspian couldn't look her in the eyes after what she just said. "So what you're telling me is that your loyalty to Aslan outweighs the love you claim to feel for me, am I correct?"

Susan gaped at him in shock, almost unsure if she heard him accurately. "I do love you, but I have to think about more than just myself and what I want. Don't you understand that this situation is bigger than the both of us? I won't go against Aslan's wishes."

Snapping his head up and looking at her square in the eyes, Caspian began to lose his patience. "And why not? I mean, you were willing to risk your life out on that battlefield when we fought my people and you were willing to go against Telmarine soldiers outnumbering you 5 to 1 in the woods to make sure Lucy got to Aslan safely…but you're still not willing to fight for our love after all I've done to prove to you that my feelings are sincere. Why can't you?"

Susan remained quiet and looked away from him, her throat becoming dry as she tried to fight the tears welling in her eyes. This endless argument of staying in Narnia had gone on long enough and it needed to stop. She knew now that they had gotten too close and things between them had gone too far, but was too late to go back. The only thing they could do at this point was just give into their destinies of eventually parting ways, for it was an unavoidable affair. Caspian had to accept her fate of being sent back to England once the Pevensies' time was up in Narnia and move on with his life because she was going to leave whether he wanted her to or not.

"Tell me why!" he demanded, losing his patience even more.

"I should've just asked Aslan to send us back to England this morning before your coronation and left without ever saying goodbye!" Susan yelled out in frustration as she started to cry, his eyes widened with disbelief and shock from her words. She quickly picked up the rest of her clothes and ran off towards the castle before he could stop her. The handsome Telmarine darted after his love in a flash, not letting Susan end things this way. Once Caspian caught up to her, he prevented the Gentle Queen from running any further by trapping her in his arms and caused her to drop the items she was holding.

"Let go of me right now, Caspian!" the brunette angrily protested as she struggled to release herself from his strong grip. "Let me go!"

"No, I won't! I'm never going to let you go, Susan! I don't care what Peter or anyone else says about your future! They're wrong! I know in my heart that your place meant to be with me and deep down inside you feel same way…otherwise you wouldn't be here right now. You're as powerless against what we feel for each other as I am because no matter where we go or what we do; we can't ignore what our hearts desire. So don't fight it anymore… Don't fight it." Caspian begins to feel her struggle in his arms subsiding while their eyes remain locked in an intense gaze as his embrace turns soft and his voice quiets down to a gentle whisper. "Everytime I look into your eyes…everytime I hold you in my arms…everytime I kiss your sweet lips…I know exactly what you want. You want me as much as I want you…and not even Aslan's power is strong enough to change that."

Susan swallowed hard while she listened to his passionate words. The mixture of love and desire burning in Caspian's eyes was so powerful…so irresistible that she couldn't help but stare back completely entranced. Everything about him was irresistible to her: his dark eyes, his Telmarine accent, his silky tresses, his well-tone body, his boundless spirit, his willingness to fight for he believes in. He was all she wanted and more…but listening to Peter's conversation with Glenstorm reminded her that it wasn't meant to be. The Gentle Queen trusted Aslan's judgment and couldn't disobey his orders if he truly believed she belonged back in England. Caspian was still so much of a boy at heart that he didn't fully understand the complexity of the situation like she did, Susan thought to herself. Having once already been an adult from her first experience in Narnia, she recognized Aslan's will far greater than the young king did.

"It doesn't matter what I want because this isn't my world, Caspian. It's yours, and when I leave Narnia—"

"No," he said firmly as he gazed deeper into her ocean blue eyes.

"Don't speak. Let me get this out," Susan asked him with a pleading look as she placed her hands on his chest and he remained silent with discontent. "When I leave Narnia I know it'll be hard for you at first, but with time you will eventually learn to move on and find someone new to love. I want you to move on because after all the loved ones you've lost in your life, you deserve to have the joy of raising a family with a good woman that will adore you as much I do." Caspian painfully watched her begin to cry again, yet he did not say anything after Susan quickly wiped the fresh tears away and continued on with what she wanted to say to him. "I love you…more than you will ever know…but it wouldn't be fair to let you to hold onto me or my memory when I understand the fact that I may never come back here. So I am asking you to please promise me that you find someone else to love because I know there's someone out there waiting for you. And when you find her, you'll fall in love, get married at a beautiful wedding in front of all of our friends, start a family, and then maybe someday after you've lived a long life reigning as King we will be together again in another world, but until that day comes I want you to forget about me. Promise me you'll move on with your life after I'm gone."

Caspian stared down at her with disbelief. He couldn't believe his love was saying these things to him, acting like this was goodbye. This wasn't goodbye though… It couldn't be after all they'd been through together. He didn't want to move on and find someone else to love. He didn't want to share a family with another woman just because he was the King of Narnia and needed an heir for his throne. Queen Susan the Gentle was the only one for him. She was his soul mate, his true love, his heart's greatest desire and she always would be. "No…" his voice was barely above a whisper, but quickly grew louder and more desperate. "No!! I finally have everything I've ever wished for, but none of it means anything now without you in my life! I want you to be the one I marry and grow old with. I want you to be the one who bears our beautiful children and helps me raise a family. I want to share my love, my throne and my bed with you forever! By Lion's Mane, I won't move on with someone else because the only woman I want to spend the rest of my life is you!"

Before Susan could say a word, he captured her lips in a fervent, searing kiss. Unable to resist the temptation of his tender touch, Susan kissed him back with fervor and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to bring his body closer to hers. Caspian invaded the inside of her mouth swiftly; passion and longing left him senseless to the world around them. Their bodies molded together as he breathlessly began to plant hot kisses on her neck and down to her collarbone. She tilted her head back to give him more access, pleasurably moaning his name in rapture. The sound his queen's sweet voice was intoxicating, bringing him closer to the edge of losing all self-control.

"I love you…" Caspian whispered hotly into Susan's ear, causing her to shiver slightly. "You and only you…"

"I love you too," she replied back in an unsteady tone, for it had suddenly dawned on her that this wasn't the appropriate time or place to be getting passionate. "But I don't think we should—"

"Don't think," he persisted as he nuzzled the side of her face. "Just feel…"

Caspian fused his mouth with hers once more and Susan went back into the swirling storm of love and desire. Slipping her hands through his unbuttoned shirt, she ran her fingers up and down the soft skin of his bare back. He responded hungrily by roaming his own hands against her back and sides while the aching sensation sheathed in his pants was becoming harder to ignore with every passing second. Kissing feverishly, they lost themselves in each other and couldn't get enough of one another as their passion drowned out all logical thoughts. She was finally his, Caspian thought to himself, and nothing was going to get in their way of being together now. They would change destiny no matter what obstacles came up against them because he knew their love was strong enough to conquer anything.

"Susan!" an all-too-familiar voice shouted the Gentle Queen's name and the lovers abruptly broke away from each other, both of them looking over their shoulders to see—

"Peter!"

The Magnificent High King stared at the pair with utter shock written all over on his facial features and rage burning through his retinas. Stunned to see them in their half-dressed, disheveled state while the rest of Susan's clothes were lying in a heap on the ground beneath them, Peter couldn't even begin to describe what he was feeling—never imagining that Caspian would go this far with her, even after witnessing so many tender 'moments' between them. "What the bloody hell are you two doing?!"

"Peter, I can explain th—" she began to say to her older brother, but was quickly cut off.

"No!" Caspian objected heatedly. "It's time he and Aslan knew the truth about us and what we want, Susan."

"You selfish, loathsome git!!" Peter screamed ferociously with a death glare plastered on his face now and venom coursing through his veins, ready to tear the Telmarine in half for taking advantage of his little sister. "Get away from her!" Then without a second thought, he charged up to the new king and tackled him to the ground as Susan watched in horror.

"Peter, no!!"

Sorry to leave you in suspense, but unfortunately the chapter ends here. I promise Peter won't kill Caspian in the next part of the story—otherwise the story would end very tragically. Lol! I'm back in school now so new chapters will take me a bit longer to post, but getting feedback always encourages me to write faster. (Hint, hint!)

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