Okay so I really dropped the ball on this and I'm SO SORRY! I'm literally sick with myself for neglecting all you lovely readers who continue to show support with reviews, alerts, and favs. I really don't deserve you. I know this one is short but the next one is already written. I just have to go over and re-write it and it will be out before the weeks end.

I don't own and of this. It belongs to C.S. Lewis. Except Aria...she is mine, but I'm not making money off her. I'm not some kind of OC pimp... :)

Caspian's POV

Peter was yelling at me from his horse. Susan was already through the gate on Glenstorm and the Professor was on his way out. I was lucky no soldiers attacked me while I was standing there, because I would not have been able to fight them off. Peter was still yelling in my ear and now he was pulling on my arm, trying to get me to mount the horse he had with him, but I couldn't move. My vision was fixed on one thing. Up on the balcony that over looked the courtyard was my Uncle with one hand full of golden hair while his other hand was gripping Aria's face and forcing her to look my way, and her eyes were what held me. She was yelling at me to go and leave her, but her eyes were scared. She had a large cut from her ear to her collarbone. Her face was dirty except for where the tears poured down her face. My Uncle was yelling at her to shut up, but she refused and he moved his hand to her neck and squeezed, cutting off her cry. She clawed at him and struggled to get free but he shook her viciously and she suddenly stilled. I saw red as I started toward the balcony, but Peter still had a tight grip on me. Miraz had no right to touch her and I would break every one of his fingers for doing so. Fury was flooding my veins and Peter was the only thing stopping me from charging through the castle to get to Aria. I turned with every intention of beating Peter off of me, but despite his hold on me his gaze was locked onto the balcony. I quickly turned back to see if Aria was okay and the look on her face suddenly stopped my struggle. All the fear and worry melted away from her face as she mouthed something to me.

"Run...please."

I couldn't leave her though. I took advantage of Peters distracted state and tore away from him. Before I knew it I was charging through the people. I pushed aside Narnian and Telmarine alike with only one thing on my mind. Aria.

I had to get to her. There was no telling what Miraz would do to her to get information and I couldn't live with that, but Peter caught up to me before I could do anything and with help from someone else they dragged me onto the horse. Before I could jump down Peter's horse took off, taking mine with it and I was helpless as we jumped the gap in the drawbridge. Now I regretted running off in my rage when I heard what Miraz had done. I should have thought it through instead of leaving Aria in a large and unfamiliar place with no one, but the professor. I wanted so badly to know what happened and how they captured her. It would take many guards to take her down unless they snuck up on her which would be a feat in itself.

Nobody would notice when I slipped away later, because I was coming back for Aria and nobody was going to stop me.

Aria's POV

Getting to the stables was a slow process seeing as the professor didn't move so fast. I was antsy and nervous being in this place. It was too large for my tastes and I would have been lost if not for the professor. Everything looked the same and I swear that we passed this picture on the wall two times prior.

Finally, after many flights of stairs, we made it to the stables. Again there were no guards roaming about and this troubled me. Surely they couldn't all be on the way to the How?

I let my guard down as we got to the stables and followed the professor's instruction quickly. I never put a saddle on a horse before so I was going slower than I wanted. I moved to another horse when I finished this one, but I went much faster on the new horse. Not only because I knew what to do now, but a loud alarm spurred my hands into a frenzy.

We had either been found out or the gate was now open and our troops were here.

The professor was saddling a black horse in the next stall and when the horse looked at me I realized I had seen him before. This was Caspian's horse that ran past me in the forest. I placed my hand on my now fully saddled horse and looked at the black one.

And this was how it happened. The professor bent over to fasten a buckle and I was day dreaming about when I first found Caspian on the the forest floor and how I never would have guessed what that one moment would do to my future. And then I felt the cold steel on my neck.

I went rigid as I felt hot breath on my ear and another hand grab my arm and wrench it behind me painfully. Panic ran through me, but I kept it in check, for there was nothing I could do while his blade was pressed so firmly to my neck. Any movement on my part would cause him to cut me.

"Got you now girlie." His breath was horrid. "Trying to get horses for your friends?" I just kept quiet. It would be best that way. I just tried to keep my eyes away from the next stall and prayed to Aslan that the professor heard the guard and had enough sense to stay down. "Not anymore. Let's go."

He tugged on me roughly and pulled me from the stables and thankfully the professor stayed put. The guard must have turned to look behind him or something, because the pressure of the knife on my neck lessened and I took that as my chance. I put my foot on the closest thing, which happened to be a wall, and pushed myself backwards into him as hard as I could. It had the desired effect because I caught him by surprise and we both went tumbling backwards. He let go of my arm and dropped his knife in an attempt to catch himself, but I let all my weight fall on him, knocking the air from his lungs, before jumping to my feet to try and run, but a fist to my face stopped me. I felt like my face was broken and the ringing in my ears blocked all other noises out.

Blackness swam into my now doubled vision as I now lashed out at four guards, instead of two, and kicked one in the knee. But as my vision cleared I quickly realized there were in fact four guards, well three now that I'd incapacitated one. I grabbed the knife from the floor and stabbed another in the chest, but I could hear more guards coming and they were beginning to surround me. I slashed at one that reached for me and cut his hand open, but as I did that I was grabbed from behind by two of them and punched in the stomach by another. The air rushed from my lungs as I doubled over, but one of them grabbed my hair and wrenched my head backward. The blade was placed at my neck again and this time they drew blood. I was panicked and furious, but not only at the guards, at my myself. I shouldn't have been so careless as to zone out in the stables!

If they hadn't been doing such a good job of beating me up I would be doing it to myself. I was so stupid! I knew better than to let my guard down! Now what was going to happen? What would they do to me? Well they could torture me all they wanted, because I wouldn't tell them a thing so they'd be better off just killing me. I was worried about what Caspian would do when he found out. I hoped he wouldn't do anything stupid.

I was struggling as much as I could without getting cut any further, but the soldiers would get frustrated and dig the knife into my neck and I would cooperate for a little while. But when the sound of a battle reached my ears I started jerking around to get loose so much that I got a large cut from my ear down to my collarbone, but it wasn't very deep. I was pulled onto a balcony with two other men. One looked to be a high ranking soldier, while the other looked like a royal, just got out of bed, with the strangest beard I've ever seen. They both turned to me as I continued struggling. The one with the strange pointy beard looked from me to the battle below and back to me, before gabbing my hair and the knife from the guard. This guy was so much more rough as I felt some of the hairs separate from my scalp. He dragged me up next to him by the railing so I could see the fight. Horror filled my system as I saw all the fallen Narnians on the ground in the courtyard. I wanted the throw up on this man that held me captive, but I forced it back down my throat as I saw Caspian slashing through soldier after soldier.

How I wanted to call out to him, but I restrained. I couldn't let him see me like this. I was ashamed for being so careless and I couldn't take it if he thought the same. I struggled to get a away more fervently, but when he held me in my place all by himself and shouted at me to be still my body betrayed me and did as he said. I quickly realized that this man was a force to be reckoned with and not to be underestimated.

And then it struck me...this was Miraz. Caspian's Uncle who tried to kill him for the throne.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of him, but I was also too mad at him to care. He was the the person who started this whole thing. My fury outweighed my fear as I yelled at him.

"So you're Caspian's Uncle?"

"That's right."

"We will see you and your whole army fall! Caspian is going to kill you and give the land back to the Narnians." I spat at his feet hoping to seem intimidating, but knowing that I wasn't. He sat the knife down on the rail and grabbed my face roughly and dug his fingers into the bruise I was sure was there from the punch I received earlier. I gasped in pain, but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of any more.

"I do not think you are in any position for such threats." He spat at me. Then he smiled an evil smile and a shiver went up my spine. "And neither does he."

He painfully forced my face to look at Caspian who was still fighting, but growing tired. Narnians were falling all around him and the Professor was out there with the horses. Seeing the Professor by himself is what made Caspian look around, realizing I wasn't with him. And that's when he looked up at us and I saw the blood drain from his face and then quickly fill back up again. He looked angry. No he looked furious. I'd never seen him this way and I could only hope it wasn't at me for getting caught. I had to assume he would do something stupid now as I saw the Minotaur holding up the gate and Peter was calling the retreat. Caspian wasn't going. He was still looking at me and Miraz. I'll be damned if he get caught like I was for something stupid, like trying to save me, so I started yelling at him.

"Run Caspian! Get out!" He still stood there. "GO DAMMIT!"

I heard and felt Miraz as he yelled into my ear for me to shut up, but I refused and opened my mouth to yell some more.

"Caspian-" was all I got out before a large hand closed around my neck and it cut me off. Unfortunately it also cut off my air supply. I tried to pull his hand away from my throat so I could breath, but he was too strong. I quickly changed tactics and started struggling and clawing at him to get him to release me. When I made four long scratch marks down his cheek he had enough of my attempt at escape. His jarring shake and the lack of air had me seeing starts so I suddenly halted my movements. I could feel the tears running down my face as I found Caspian in almost the same stop he'd been in the whole time.

"Run...please."

I tried my hardest to plead with my eyes and hoped that he would see it, but I was unsuccessful as he pulled away from Peter and went charging through the people.

The hand released my neck and returned the knife to its place as I stood there gasping for air.

All of a sudden Peter and the Professor descended on Caspian and forced him onto a horse. He struggled against them and tried to jump down but Peter spurred the horse into a sprint and before I knew it they were past the gate and over the drawbridge. My spirits soared at that fact before I was flung backwards into a pillar. I couldn't find it in me to acknowledge the pain as I began laughing. I knew it was a bad idea, but I was just so happy that Caspian and the others had got out that I couldn't help it.

"Take her to a cell. She won't be laughing later." Miraz barked.

I was lost in my thoughts as they dragged me to the cell. I was overly happy that Caspian got out, but I was very saddened about the amount of people who were killed. There were way more losses than there should have been and I wondered what went wrong.

I was pulled from my thoughts as they took my swords, threw me into the very cell we removed the Professor from, and slammed the door. I paced for as long as I could before exhaustion won the battle and I was forced to sit down on the cold stone floor. There was a pile of straw in the corner, but I'm sure it was full of fleas so I stayed away from it. It would have been a relief to find some sleep, I was far too worried about my situation. Plus I was overcome with pain from my injuries that had been previously drowned out by adrenaline. A couple hours passed, but it was still dark out when I snapped awake from my dozing at the sound of keys unlocking my cell.

A cloaked figure slipped from the shadows and made its way into my cell. I couldn't see their face or any features at all until a hand emerged from the cloak and motioned for me to come to the door. It was a woman, this much I could tell from the hand.

I sat there for a moment before slowly making my way to her. She pulled the hood back far enough for me to see that she was dark haired and olive skinned like all Telmarines, but I could tell she was some kind of royalty. She looked scared and unsure of something, but I had no idea what.

"My husband will be down here shortly to fetch you for interrogation." Was this the queen? Could this woman really be married to Miraz?

"I learned somethings about my husband tonight that I did not know before and I do not approve. I'm here to help you escape. I cannot bear to think what he will do to you to get information about the Narnians."

She looked around both ways before opening the door slowly. "I have your weapons, but you must keep your hands behind your back and your mouth shut."

I did as she told me and allowed her to pull me roughly through the dungeon. She barked orders at the only guard that we met on the way out and then we slipped into a secret passage. Luckily the passage led us back to the stables and I could see the sun rising from one of the windows. I went to mount the horse that I saddled earlier, but she stopped me.

"They captured one of the flying creatures. If you can get into the courtyard you can get free. I will do my best to distract the guards from the doors." She motioned to the large double doors at the other end of the stables as she handed me my swords. Then she took me to a large stall that had the griffin strapped down. He started struggling when he saw us until ran over to quiet him down. I quickly cut the ropes and climbed on his back as the lady made her way to the doors. "I won't forget your help." I whispered to her. She smiled and held up her hands signaling for me to give her five minutes and then she slipped through the door. I could hear the guards questioning her and her barking at them for their stupid questions. With her help I suddenly had hope that not all of the Telmarines weren't bad.

"You ready?" I asked the griffin and he just nodded as we charged the door.

I couldn't tell if there were any guards there when we burst through, but it didn't slow us down. As soon as the griffin saw the sky he took flight and I almost fell off as he dodged a couple of arrows.

As we cleared the castle I felt so happy that I bet I could have flown alongside this griffin. I could hear the bells sounding again, but didn't care! I was out and soon I would be with Caspian again!

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