It had been two months since our wedding, and Susan's siblings were still here. Not that I was complaining, if anything, I was incredibly grateful for them still being here.

Two months had gone by perfectly. The first week was spent on our honeymoon, uninterrupted, on a small island a few miles from Cair Paravel. After that, the three Pevensie siblings and Susan and I began to work on restoring even more of Narnia. Substantial progress had been made, and Lucy had said it was almost exactly as it had been back when they had first been here.

However, good things never last, and I found myself immensely grateful for them remaining here. Rumors of a group of Talmarainians still faithful to my uncle came to us from the North. The group was growing in size, and they threatened to destroy all we'd built. Believing they could raise my uncle with the help of the White Witch, they resurrected her, and now the White Witch was back, gaining power and strength far quicker than we could have imagined. Apparently, this all began months ago, back when Miraz had been killed. However, none of this had been proven, it was all just rumors. High King Peter, King Edmund, Queen Lucy, Susan, and I were all in court with counselors and diplomats trying to figure out what we could do.

"Edmund, Caspian, and I could ride to the North and discover if what they say is true. By these charts it would be a two-day's ride. We could get there and back without being detected, and we could find out the truth." He spoke, thinking logically.

"Why can't I come?" My wife asked from beside me.

"And me as well?" Lucy asked, upset that she and Susan had been left out. "It's not like we haven't been on adventures before." Lucy finished.

"Susan, you're ill. Don't try denying it, I know you better than that. You would only slow us down and you know it." Peter reasoned, and I quickly seconded him.

"Oh come off it Peter. I'd hardly call a small stomach bug that I haven't had since yesterday ill."

"Susan, you couldn't keep a thing down yesterday, you've had a fever, and forgive me for saying this sis, but you don't look so great today." Edmund retorted.

It was true. The past few days Susan had been ill, blaming it on the weather and waving off any medical help I tried to get her to seek.

"Fine. But don't think I'm happy with this." She pouted.

"So it's settled then. In the morning, Edmund, Caspian, Lucy, and I will head for the North. We should be back within four days. Tell the servants to ready our horses for the journey."

"What's wrong Susan?" I asked once we were alone in our private bedchamber.

"It's just, this is the first time I've not been able to come along. Even Lucy gets to go! And the only thing keeping me back is because you lot think I'm ill when I'm perfectly fine!" She exclaimed turning from angry to sad so quickly it nearly gave me whiplash.

"Susan, why don't we call a doctor, to see what's wrong. Love, you hardly kept anything down in the past week and you feel a bit warm. Please, love, let's call a doctor so that I might know you aren't dying before I leave." I joked and she laughed through her tears before nodding. I sent for the doctor, and within moments, he was there.

After a few tests, I was getting worried. What was wrong with my Susan? I could see the worry etched into my wife's face, so I kept mine calm and confident, but inside I was worried.

"Well..." The doctor said, beginning to put his things away. "Queen Susan, you are not dying, nor are you ill."

"I told you so!" She shot at me, and I smiled at her.

"Queen Susan, you're pregnant."

"What?" We both asked, praying we'd heard him correctly.

"In about seven months, you will have a child." The doctor told us, smiling. "Would you like to hear your child's heart beat?" He asked as he held out the stethoscope to me. I could only nod as the doctor placed the earpieces in my ear and the small disk upon Susan's stomach.

"I can hear it!" I exclaimed, hearing a small, yet healthy and steady heartbeat. The doctor put the stethoscope back into his bag, and bid us goodnight.

"A baby." I whispered, as I pulled Susan close to me and kissed her soundly.

"A baby." She repeated, placing my hand on her stomach. I gazed in wonder at her stomach, knowing that together, we had created a life. Inside of the love of my life, was a tiny piece of the both of us, and I couldn't wait to become a father.

"What should we call it?" She voiced as she lay back on the bed, pulling me with her. "I don't want to call him Caspian if it's a boy. Let's face it, ten in a row is a little boring." She teased me.

"Boring am I?" I asked as I leaned in to kiss her.

"No." She laughed, allowing me to kiss down her neck. I pulled her nightgown up past her stomach and began to kiss the baby. "Never boring." She whispered, bringing her hand down and caressing my face.

"I agree with you. Let someone else down the line be Caspian the Eleventh." I said, leaving her stomach and coming up to capture her lips.

"What about Richard?"

"No. Damian?"

"I don't know... What do you think of Landon?"

"Prince Landon though?"

"Yeah, I suppose you're right. What about Hector?"

"Prince Hector, I love it. What if it's a girl though?"

"Well, I don't know about you, but I've always loved the name Juliet."

"Juliet... not bad. You're just full of great names, if I didn't know any better I'd think you already knew about this and have already begun the planning." I joked as I leaned down to kiss her again.

"I love you Caspian." She spoke when we parted for air once more. "I can't believe it... A baby... Our baby." She whispered, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she placed both of our hands on her flat stomach. She turned on her side and I pulled her to my chest, one hand placed protectively around her stomach and the other massaging her scalp.

"I love you." I whispered against the skin of her neck as I buried my face in the crook of her neck. "and I love you, Prince Hector or Princess Juliet." No more words were spoken between the two of us as we quickly fell asleep.

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"I'm going to miss you." I spoke, as we embraced and shared a quick kiss before their departure to the North.

"I shall miss both of you." Caspian said as he removed one arm from my back and placed his hand on my stomach. "How is it possible to love someone so much before they are even born?" He questioned.

"I don't know. It's a little scary. I can't even imagine how much I'll love her when she's born."

"I can't wait to teach him everything my father never taught me." I smiled, and leaned up for one last kiss. There was so much passion in that last searing kiss that it left me week in the knees and I had to stay clinging to Caspian for fear of my own legs not supporting my weight.

"Goodbye. I'll see you in a few days. Stay safe, and not just for me." I whispered, still embraced in his arms.

"I will. I'll be back as soon as I can." He said, breaking from my arms and mounting his horse.

"Goodbye Peter, Edmund, Lucy." I said, hugging each in turn. "Stay safe, all of you."

"We will. You worry to much Susan." Edmund said, and then they were all off. I stood and watched as they rode into the distance, still watching even after they'd disappeared.