A/N: So I thought maybe I could make it to 200 reviews after the last chapter, and instead, I got 210. You guys are seriously the best. I really hope that you like this chapter.

It was not long after I heard the blare of Seamus' horn that the entire Aratin cavalry appeared. I could see the dust on the horizon long before I saw them, but thankfully, the Telmarines didn't take the hint. They burst from the trees in a storm and flooded the field with a force that did not seem natural. The Telmarines were either fording the river or retreating back so they could circle around the river and attempt to corner us. It didn't take a genius to know that it wouldn't work.

The Aratins, with me by their sides, cut through the bedraggled and soaking Telmarines like wraiths. All that had not been swept downstream by the current were wishing that they had been. Only about two hundred out of the maybe three hundred that had attempted the crossing had made it, and they were dealt with quickly. I was opposed to murder, but I was also opposed to false accusations.

By the time we had finished with those soldiers, the others were appearing in the distance.

Seamus, who had appeared soon after the others, rode up beside me. He smiled at me.

I gave him a terse nod, too drained both physically and emotionally to do anything else.

His grin faded, and he winced. "Susan, there's something I've been meaning to tell you…"

My stomach dropped. He couldn't have picked a worse time to confess his feelings. "Could we do this another time?" I nearly snapped.

"Susan, I really think you need to know now..." Seamus whined.

What was he, five? And he seriously wondered why I didn't like him. I usually wasn't so cruel, but today he was just grating on my nerves. I opened my mouth to give a blunt answer, but then the Telmarines caught my eye.

They were still in the distance, but building speed nonetheless. Clamping my mouth shut, I spun Maverick around to put more space between us and the enemy. I drew an arrow from the pouch on my back, and positioned it with my bow. I closed one eye as I aimed. I released the arrow, and one of the generals fell.

Laura rode up beside me, her grey mare foaming at the mouth. "Are you ready?" She asked grimly. They were far more Telmarines than Aratins, unlike earlier.

"As ready as I'll ever be." I replied.

I pushed Maverick into a gallop, and could see Laura doing the same out of the corner of my eye. We rode forward to meet the Telmarines head-on, with the rest of the cavalry close at our heels. This was it.

"You remember how to ride, right Lu?" Peter asked worriedly.

Lucy glared down at him from her perch atop a horse. "Obviously."

Peter sighed, exasperated. "I was just making sure."

Katrina laughed. "You two are ridiculous. Did you know that?"

"Enough chit chat!" Edmund snapped. "Let's go."

Peter grumbled to himself as he mounted his own horse. "Alright, alright."

They rode in silence for quite some time, following the trail left by the Aratins. They had been extremely lucky that they had left a few horses behind.

"I swear, Peter, if we're riding this slowly because of me…" Lucy trilled.

"She's got a point, Pete." Edmund pointed out. "Let's pick it up a bit."

"I'm in." Katrina grinned, nudging her horse into a canter.

They continued across the fields at a brisk pace. Soon a forest loomed up in front of them, and Peter, who led the group, picked a spot to enter. No one expected what he did next.

"Woah!" Peter yelled, pulling his horse up from a gallop. Edmund, who had been close behind, swerved to the right and barely avoided colliding with him. Katrina's horse did collide with him, and backed away quickly, bucking as he did so. She fell off him and landed hard. Lucy managed to halt in time, as she had not been going as fast as the others.

"Have you gone insane?" Edmund exclaimed.

Katrina groaned her agreement, but made no move to rise from the ground. She was looking in surprise at the young man barely ten meters away.

"Who the heck are you?" She demanded.

"Caspian!" Lucy said, joyous.

"Where's Susan?" Peter demanded.

Caspian looked up at the group, his eyes widening in surprise. "What are you all doing here?" He asked.

Peter had never seen the Telmarine King look so forlorn. "What's going on?"

Caspian ran a hand absentmindedly through his hair, and they realized for the first time how filthy he was. He hands and nails were caked with mud, and his hair was covered in dirt. "I think it would be better if I showed you."

I grabbed my sword from where it hung at my side and swung at the Telmarine nearest to me. His sword met mine, and the sound of metal on metal sounded. Donya sprang forward from her position on my other side and lunged forward with her sword. He was thoroughly distracted with her. I thrust forward, and pierced him cleanly through the chest. I drew the sword out, grimacing as I did so. I did not relish killing.

I spun Maverick around and surveyed the surrounding area. We were not doing well. The Telmarines were strong, and at least half our men had fallen. Many lay dying from injuries, and their moans carried to me on the breeze.

"Susan!" Seamus called, galloping toward me. What was he doing?!

"Listen to him, Susan." Donya hissed. "Trust me; you want to."

I was about to ask how she could possible know what I wanted, but Seamus cut me off. "It's about time I told you something." He grunted, out of breath.

He really did need to work on his timing. We were or were we not in battle at the moment?

I took another few Telmarine soldiers down with my arrows as Seamus looked at me silently. When I was confident that none were heading towards us, I turned my gaze on him. "Yes?"

He winced, and cleared his throat. "I ran overheard a handful of Telmarine soldiers talking this morning."

I did a double take. "Where were you?"

Seamus shrugged. "Spying."

I raised my eyebrows.

"They were talking about the uh…royal couple. We were wrong about everything."

"What did they say?" I demanded, my heart pounding.

"Those soldiers witnessed something terrible. A crime against Aslan himself. Ana had replaced the entire court the same day you were tried. She had the original judge and jury killed, and filled in the positions with common Telmarines. They were paid to charge you with planning against us. No one suspected anything, as Caspian had already replaced the court two months earlier, and no one had seen them yet. Had Caspian gone to the trial, he would have known what was going on. Alas, he didn't."

I tried to speak, but the words were stuck in my throat. Seamus continued.

"Caspian wanted to divorce Anna months ago, when he found out how truly awful she was. But Ana knew had something in her possession. She swore that if he left her, she would break your horn. She had stolen it from him only the day before."

I found my voice. "So Caspian…"

Donya, who had been listening, cut me off. "Loves you."

"But what about Ana?" I asked bitterly. "She's still his wife."

"Oh, you didn't hear, did you?" Donya grinned. "The Narnians overthrew the Telmarines earlier. She was killed trying to escape. A coward right 'till the end, that one."

I felt a heat rush over me. Caspian loved me. He loved me. And Ana was gone. I was so overjoyed that I couldn't even think properly.

"Su, watch out!" Seamus cried suddenly.

I turned, and there was the largest of the Telmarines right beside me. He swung his sword, aiming for my neck. I knew it was too late to do anything. I closed my eyes, and waiting for the end.

The clash of swords sounded right by my ear, and my eyes flew open. Caspian lunged at the man with a ferocity that I didn't know he had in him, but the solder swung around and met his sword again. But Caspian had the advantage of a horse. He gave one menacing blow from the side and the man fell with a blood curdling scream.

"Susan!" He exclaimed breathlessly.

Peter, Katrina, and Edmund flew by us, heading for the Telmarines. Lucy rode behind Ed, her bottle clutched tightly in her hand. In moment, she was off the horse and giving a drop of the liquid to any fallen Aratin that was still breathing.

Tears rose, unbidden, to my eyes. I blinked them back impatiently as I threw myself off of Maverick's back. Caspian was off his horse in an instant and caught me before I could hit the ground.

"Susan…" He rasped.

The sound of his voice made my heart pound furiously, and the feeling of his arms finally around me made me shiver.

"I'm so sorry." I gasped. "So, so sorry."

Caspian caught a stray tear with his thumb. "It is I who should apologize." He replied, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"It doesn't matter anymore." I told him. "Ana is…well, she's dead Caspian. The Narnians found her."

"I know I should be grieving, but my thoughts are currently occupied by someone else." Caspian said.

That was all it took. I captured his lips with mine feverishly. Caspian's arms encircled my waist, and he held me close. Together, we would restore Narnia to its former glory. Aslan would marry us, I knew, and our children would live at Cair Paravel. I would not be leaving Narnia again.

Caspian drew back, and pressed his forehead against mine. "I love you." He whispered.

"As I love you."

A/N: I can't believe it's over! But don't worry, I'm not going to stop writing for Narnia anytime soon. I have posted a new PeterOC fanfiction, independent from this and I Won't Let You Fall. I would greatly appreciate it if you could maybe check it out, and vote in the poll on my page so I know which PeterOC I should continue. And don't forget to let me know what you think of this chapter. MERRY CHRISTMAS!