I do not own Prince Caspian or any of the Narnians. I hope this fanfiction is to your liking, readers so enjoy.
Caspian breathed a sigh of relief when they broke through the forest, the lush sound of woodland creatures surrounding them whilst the rushing stream roared beyond the wet and smooth pebbles. Arriving at the spot Caspian climbs down grabbing onto the rein to tie it loosely around a branch, the fisherman reciprocated his moves; striding quickly toward the abandoned boat. Caspian glances up at Shania at the same time ignoring her smooth, creamy white calves and dainty ankles. Caspian swallowed drily, his raging lust was not calmed down even after riding all the way here to the riverbank. She looked majestic sitting straight on the back of a horse with her wind blown hair, her cheeks tinted in pink from the cold as she peered down at him.
Caspian reaches out to lift her down, just as she grasped onto his shoulders Shania accidentally stumbled forward. she lets out a tiny squeak while he oomphed out a breath in one whoosh, their noses touching one another and breaths mingled together, dark blue eyes gazing into his brown ones that turned darker with pleasure. His eyes flickered to her parted lips, he choked on his groan when the tip of her tongue darted out to lick her lower lips nervously, plump and soft they were meant to be ravaged.
"Caspian..." she whispered. Somehow her fingers were entangled in his dark hair, one arm supporting her buttock with his other behind her neck inching his head closer to graze her puckered lips. His shaft prodding at her lower belly, his balls tight with readiness to explode; so eager to move between her thighs. He felt her nipples poking hard; waiting to be suckled just the image almost had him dropping her to the ground.
Just as he was about to taste her lips for the first time, the loud crack of a tree branch breaking in half brought him spinning back to the present. He blinked at the luscious woman in his arm, her lips were still puckered up in a adorable manner waiting to be kissed by him. He was caught between laughing at her and cringing at the thought of them stepping into a dangerous territory. She finally flickered her eyes open; Caspian was caught drowning into her wide blue depths. So innocent yet enough to drop him on his knees begging for her attention. This time her cheeks bloomed in a darker shade of pink in embarrassment as she valiantly tried to move away from him, Caspian though could not help himself as he slid Shania's body down his length and he saw her shocked countenance when she felt his throbbing shaft but averted her gaze from him.
"Umm.. y-your majesty? We uh.. the boat is now ready," the fisherman stumbled with his words.
Caspian ignored the fact that the old man must've witnessed their encounter, he nodded at his direction and saw the man fleeing in haste to the side of the boat. Shania and him ambled forward with his hand supporting her arm, the pebbles beneath their feet were slippery; the crunching noise as their boots made contact was audible. He gripped onto her hand steadily as she climbed into the boat, she sat facing the front while her back was to them. Caspian waited for the stout man to climb onboard as well, the old man was muttering beneath his breath about the rudeness of a king pushing the boat as he sat there tweedling his thumbs. He quickly vaulted onto the boat as it finally caught the river's strong currents.
Shania sat with her back facing them, her spine was ramrod straight resembling a soldier on his way into an unknown battle, the journey to reach the riverbank was troubling for Shania as her mind was in turmoil, her emotions felt as if a storm raged with such force. With a heavy heart she was leaving her new found friends behind, would Reepicheep forgive her when he came to realise she went back home without saying her farewell? Her lips trembled slightly. In those few hours Shania was dragged to the Telmarin Castle instead of fear she encountered joy, mystified and... she felt something for the king, unlike her days residing at her farm house fear was constantly on her mind, the thought of being caught one day by her step brother made her alert. But having experienced a few hours of calmness not being on guard the whole time has softened her, she longed to have days without worry and be free from this clutch of dread. She wished... the moment she felt tears forming, Shania blinked her eyes rapidly to halt these sudden rainstorm of emotions.
She was grateful when their ride had ended near the riverbank, Shania sensed a deva ju moment, she was here this morning; now she was here yet again to return home.
When they had reached the riverbank, Caspian had dismounted in one swift motion and awaited for her to clasped onto his broad shoulders but just as luck had its own mind her feet got entangled in her skirt; making her stumble while descending. Not accustomed to riding, her private parts tingled and her thighs ached for sitting in that same position for too long, the thought of her being so intimate with that man made her blush.
Shania had found herself in a pair of strong arms flattening her front to his strong chest leaving her breathless shocked that her body responded so eagerly; they almost locked lips much to Shania's delight but at the last excruciating second, Caspian had broken off whatever spell bounded them. Shania's cheeks burned with embarrassment at the realization that the fisherman caught them in that compromising state.
The sound of oars hitting on the waters surface brought her back to where she sat, but another uneasy emotion had stabbed her in the heart. Jealousy. Shania shifted uncomfortably on the seat. When Caspian had came to his senses Shania feared it might have been guilt of him betraying the Queen of Gentle to halt their sudden spiral into what could have set a disastrous event.
Her lips curled with mischievious, at least that would've be one reason she would not have left Narnia-home of magic and fairy tales. Her mood dampened again, Shania sighed heavily, if she ever stepped into that portal would she be found dead? Or end up in that exact moment where Richard was dragging her into the woods? Shania prayed not the latter.
she perked up a little at the stroke of genius, maybe she could escape to the city and search for a job; save enough money to travel further and never plan return home again. But what sort of a job could a young lady with lack of education secure in the city? She had heard from her friend that women could enroll themselves in school, a pleasure that was never meant for her. Women should not to study they were born solely for a man's pleasure, how she wished she could change Richard's dumb idea of what women should and shouldn't do.
"Here we are," the older man spoke as he pulled the oars back to rest on his thighs. He sat in the middle of the young girl and his troubled looking king, he never dared to glance at him, his countenance was rather gloomy unlike his usually cheerful expression.
Caspian's heart plummeted to his boot, the mental images of her in some precarious situation played in his tortured mind. He sorely wished that he could follow Shania back to her realm and thrust his sword into Richard's black heart, Caspian won't even regret killing that spineless boar who preyed on girls for his past time. He sensed Shania's tensed mood as if she was sending out distress signals, maybe he could ask her to stay here in Telmarin Castle.
The idea sent thrills rushing throughout his body but he wouldn't betray his feelings for Susan; he would stay away from Shania just as he was about to make an announcement the lass swiveled halfway on her bum to glance back at them. He saw how her eyes shone from suppressed tears and Caspian felt his lips curled in rage, on the second thought Richard's lifeless body sent another new wave of thrills throughout his body. He almost leapt to her side to lent comfort, to kiss her as a final goodbye because if she passes that portal Caspian may never look at her loving blue eyes again.
Shania swallowed a couple of times before she spoke though her voice wavered "I guess.. it is time for me to say goodbye, rest assured that I won't mention about Narnia to anyone," she laughed halfhearted to lightened up the atmosphere but no one joined in.
She peered at the handsome king and found him scowling maybe he was waiting for her to jump off the side of the boat so he could quickly return back to his castle and yearn for his love. "Umm.. I shall take your leave now, your majesty." She muttered before leaning over to the side of the boat; pushing herself off her seat and into the cold river, she gulped down lungful of salty water fear lent to panicked; instinct to survive took over her. Shania thrashed pitifully but that only made her go deeper just as her butt connected with the rock bed she felt darkness taking over her vision. She must've found the portal or was she dying?
Caspian sat there gawking, one moment she was there waving farewell and the next, she disappeared. He came out of his stupor to lean sideways rocking the small boat violently, he jerked his head to glare at the man beside him even as he sported that same dumbfounded expression. "Has she found the portal, yet?!" His tone was slightly harsh startling the fisherman as he stammered for the right answer Caspian swiveled his head back to where the bubbles froathed but now only a few popped to the surface he felt uneasy, dread gripping his heart. Was she now fighting for her life?
"Let me take a peek, your majesty," the fisherman told him as he poked his head into the river, sending raging bubbles alongside his head Caspian felt his whole body tensed.
The fisherman gasped for air as he pushed himself back on a sitting position shock radiating from him while he jabbed his stubby finger below the surface, Caspian almost shook him when the man yelled "she is right there, your majesty! I believe she dr-" Caspian never spared another moment as he dove into the ice cold river.
It took only a seconds for him to spot her lifeless form below, fear unlike anything he felt gripped his soul as he swam to her direction, cradling the petite form closer Caspian gained speed by pushing off on the rocks. He moved his long legs and as he broke on the surface he inhaled huge gulps of air, the man aided him by pulling Shania on the boat, her body lay lifeless between their feet.
Caspian pushed Shania on her side, muttering the word breathe repeatedly as he performed CPR just like Peter had once taught him. He shared his breath with Shania, praying she woke up using the heal of his hand to pump oxygen in her lungs when she coughed out water, Caspian sat on his heels staring at her with fear.
But the older man beside him saw his naked emotions and will forever remember this day until his last breath.