Caspian's Point Of View

Susan stormed out of the room, and I looked up at Peter. He looked up at me, anger clear in his eyes.

"Great job, now look what you've done!" He shouted at me, gesturing to the door.

"What I've done? It's as much your fault as it is mine!" I argued back.

"You need to stay away from my sister." He commanded me.

"Is that what this is all about? When you left last, I thought we were friends. Now, because I get to be with your sister again, you hate me? We kissed in front of you before you left! You should know how I feel about her!" I asked him, some of my anger fading away.

"I didn't think it was this serious and I figured we'd never get to come back! The only reason I'm being so mean to you, is that I don't want to see Susan hurt again. I've stood by and watched her heart get broken too many times. She really loves you, Caspian, if you hurt her, I will hurt you."

"And I really love her. I won't hurt her. If I do, you can… cut my hands off!" I exclaimed, making him laugh.

"Why your hands?" He asked with an amused smile on his face.

"Because then I'd never be able to hold a sword." I added in my head, 'Or hold Susan ever again.' He slapped my back and looked me in the eye.

"You better be good to your promise, or I will cut your hands off." I laughed and we left the room, friends again.

Susan's Point Of View

After I left Lucy, I went for a walk. Walks were always one of those things that helped clear my mind. I somehow found my way out past the gardens, to the cliff that over looked the river. Memories flooded back to me… I remembered the moment that we crossed the river, and how we first saw the affects of Aslan. The snow melted away and everything seemed to be right.

The others may not know, but, I believe in Narnia as much as Lucy. I have as much faith in Narnia as Lucy, or maybe even more. The only reason that I said we had to forget it was because the pain was too much. Mr. and Mrs. Beaver came to mind, when I remembered that their dam was just down the river. It put a smile on my face.

"I'm glad to see your smiling." Caspian said, suddenly behind me. I nearly jumped out of my skin. He laughed and said, "Sorry, I did not mean to scare you."

"It's fine; just don't sneak up on me again." I replied with a laugh. He came and stood next to me.

"What had you smiling?" He asked, taking my hand.

"What, I'm not allowed to just be happy?"

"No you are, I was just-," he seemed to think I was offended.

"Caspian, I was just joking. I was remembering the Beavers. They lived just down there, in a little dam. They were the ones that helped us find Aslan when we first came to Narnia." I explained, pointing to where they used to live.

"Do you miss them?" He asked, looking at our interlaced hands.

"Yes, of course… but, they're happy forever now. I just wish I knew what happened to them. I mean, did they die in battle? Did they search for us and get killed? Or, did they live out their lives, and die of old age?" I thought aloud looking back out at the river.

"I'm sure they died happy." He said, pulling me into a hug.

"Are you and Peter still mad at each other?" I asked, closing my eyes.

"No, we resolved matters. He is asking trusted servants if they know who the spy is." I heard Edmund and someone else laughing, and I pulled away from Caspian. He wouldn't let go of my hand though. We walked over behind a shrub, looking into the garden.

Edmund was sitting with a young girl, holding her hand and flirting. I smiled and showed Caspian. He smiled too, and we spied on them a little bit longer.

"Edmund, are you and the others preparing to go to war with Mender?" She asked, batting her eyelashes. My smile faded, and I narrowed my eyes.

"Right now we are finding out how to take away his powers. But, you already know that. I told you about the book." He replied, making me suspicious.

"And, without the pages, how are you going to take away his powers?" Caspian seemed to know that something was up too, and we crouched down and continued to listen.

"I think we are looking for Aslan now, but I don't know. I was with you and not in the throne room when they talked about it."

"Well, I think you should find out…" Edmund gave her an odd look and she covered up by saying, "I want to know if you are going off to war. I don't want you to get hurt." She added on, and he smiled replying,

"Don't worry, I won't get hurt. I fought the White Witch and came away alive. I think I can take on a man with a lisp." She forced a laugh and Caspian and I got up and snuck away.

"Caspian, he's so oblivious. It's going to hurt him so much if it turns out she's the spy!" I whispered to him as we hurried away.

"I know, I know… I've got an idea though. Let's find Peter." He grabbed onto my elbow as we picked up the pace.

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