Caspian sat alone at the cliffs, deep in thought as always.
There was too much on his mind for a king. I have three months to take a Queen, but that's the least of my worries right now. Over that matter there is also the stars, how can they so suddenly over one night. Caspian knew the night sky of Narnia well, and he knew these stars were like any other charted before in this world. So how had they come to be here? Could it perhaps have something to do with the kings and queens of old? Aslan did say he'd made a mistake in sending them away. Perhaps the reason for these new stars lies with them.
He paused in his thoughts a moment and looked out over the sea.
I wish Susan was here, she'd know, for she is cleaver and brave, and funny, and beautiful. At the very least she'd understand my troubles.
Suddenly the young prince heard footsteps behind him, soft and unlike those of his men, but he didn't realize that at the time.
"I order for no one to disturb me." He yelled without looking around to see who it was.
The footsteps halted and there was a pause, until a soft and kind voice came to Caspian, a voice he knew well and better than any other, though it had been a long time since he had heard it, he still knew it well.
"My dear, I've been through far too much to be order away from you."
Caspian jumped to his feet and spun around. It couldn't be true; she was gone, gone forever from Narnia and from me.
But there Susan stood just a few paces away from Caspian on the cliff top. She stared at him in wonder, and then a smile crept across her face. She was more beautiful and more radiant than Caspian ever remembered; dress in a long green gown, with her hair down and curling around her face in the sea breeze.
Caspian hesitated for a moment, still staring at her with disbelief. But then he ran to her, as she opened her arms to him and laughed as he met her and embraced her.
"You're real?" He asked, smiling as he caressed her face in his hands. "This isn't a dream?"
"I'm real for you." She smiled back up at him. "You've been having dreams about me?" She asked, but then continued without waiting for a reply. "I've been having dreams about you too, but they are less kind and more disturbing than this. Anyhow I'm talking far too much for my taste; I'll shut up now and let you kiss me."
He laughed at her. "To me your voice is the sweetest sound in any world ever." He told her. But he still obeyed and kissed her passionately. A much more loving and satisfied kiss than their first before. This time the two of them were not desperate and fearing their separation as they were about to be ripped into separate worlds. This time they were free to be lovers and to admit with their kiss that no one would ever compare to how they feel about each other.
From the distance Peter and Aslan stood side by side and watched their reunion.
"What she chooses now will affect the destinies of all of you." Aslan said quietly.