So this next chapter is mostly memories seen from Lucy and Caspian's points of view. They're mostly pieces from Prince Caspian with my own spin put on it, and there are a few pieces from Voyage of the Dawn Treader, also with my own spin on it. And for those of you who are about ready to murder me because I "killed" Caspian in the last chapter, don't worry, he didn't die! He just passed out. Anyway, enjoy chapter 21!

CASPIAN'S POV

When I opened my eyes, I was in my bed. For a second, I wondered why I was still alive. Then I remembered that Lucy had used her healing cordial on me. I blinked and looked around, wondering if she was in the room. She was. I saw her sitting on the window seat, her chin resting on her hand. She was still in the dress she'd worn to the battle, so it was either the same day or she hadn't gone back to her room. The dress she wore was the one Susan had worn in the battle against Miraz's soldiers. She even had the chain mail and the armor. But, of course instead of Susan's bow and quiver, she had her belt with her dagger and healing cordial. I smiled as I watched her, remembering when I'd met her.

I saw the blonde boy approaching the Minotaur, and wondered if he was an enemy. I jumped at him, my sword ready. He had his own in his hand and retaliated. He knocked my sword out of my hand and swung again. I ducked, and his sword got stuck in the tree behind me. I stood and kicked him away, then tried to grab his sword. He picked up a rock and was going to hit me with it when a young voice cried out.

"No, stop!" The boy attacking me stopped at the sound of the voice and looked, and so I looked as well. A young girl, maybe about 12 years of age stood there. She wore a red-and-gold dress with a red belt. On the belt, she had what looked like a dagger and…a cordial. I wondered why that seemed so familiar to me. My mind flashed to the stories my professor would tell me, and the first name that flashed in my mind was…Queen Lucy the Valiant.

"Prince…Caspian?" the boy asked, drawing my attention.

"Yes. And who are you?" I asked, though I was pretty sure I already knew.

"Peter!" another female voice called, this one sounding older. I looked up to see a girl in a purple dress with long, dark hair and a dark-haired boy wearing a red tunic running up.

"High King Peter?" I questioned, confirming my thoughts.

"I believe you called," he replied.

"Well, yes but…" I paused, allowing my surprise to show on my face at how young they all were. "I thought you'd be older." I looked over at the other three, my eyes pausing on Queen Susan. But when she dropped my gaze, my eyes darted to Queen Lucy. She grinned at me and I couldn't help but smile back.

I smiled at the memory before closing my eyes and falling back asleep.

LUCY'S POV

I sat on the window-seat and stared out into the grayness. The storm was resting for the day, but it was still cold. I knew Caspian was alive, I'd felt him breathing. My eyes wandered from the window to him. He was still asleep. I smiled and got up, walking over to the bed and kneeling down beside it, brushing his cheek with my fingers. I couldn't help but think of the time we'd appeared in the ocean, in front of the Dawn Treader.

We were surrounded by water, and as I swam, I looked around, noticing that the furniture from my room was gone, and there was water everywhere. I finally broke the surface, gasping for air. I looked and saw a giant ship coming toward us. I called for Edmund and Eustace, and told them to swim. I heard three splashes, and felt an arm around me. I struggled, wanting to get away, before I heard a familiar voice telling me everything was okay.

"Caspian!" I said, happily surprised.

"Lucy," he replied, a smile spreading across his face.

"Edmund, it's Caspian!" I called to my brother. Caspian's arm stayed securely around me, and I couldn't help but feel that his embrace was warm and inviting. He helped me up onto a board held by ropes.

"Hold on," he told me, still smiling. His arm stayed wrapped around me. We got up on deck and were passed some blankets. I wrapped mine around my shoulders, shivering as wind passed by.

"How in the world did you get here?" Caspian asked me, taking his blanket in one arm and wrapping the other around my shoulders.

"I honestly have no idea." He looked like he wanted to say something else, but then Edmund came up to us. I smiled at him again before his attention turned to my brother.

I came back to the present when Caspian shifted and whispered my name in his sleep. I wondered with a smile if he was dreaming about me. I brushed his cheek again, this time startling him awake. I giggled softly as he started and grabbed my hand. His soft, brown eyes shifted to meet my blue ones and he smiled. He reached up and pressed his lips against mine. He pulled back a second later and stared into my eyes, a slight smile gracing his lips.

"Lucy, I—" he began, but cut himself off as his eyes moved to my arm. I followed his gaze and looked down, touching the bandage slightly.

"It's nothing big, don't worry," I assured him. "What were you going to say?"

"Why don't you come up here, next to me?" he suggested, sitting up. I crawled up onto the bed and sat next to him, watching as he reached to his nightstand and pulled something that looked like a little box out. I tried to see what was in it as he opened it, but he didn't let me.

"Lucy Pevensie," he said once he turned to me. He took my hand, and I wondered what exactly was going on. "Will you do me the greatest honor of becoming my wife?" I gasped in surprise as something cool slipped on my ring finger, and I looked down. The ring on my finger was a band of gold, curving into what looked like leaves. One of them was gold, and the other was tinted pink. The only thing separating the leaves was a thin band of diamonds. I was so speechless that all I could do was look back up into his eyes and nod.

A huge smile spread across his face and he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I pulled back a few minutes later and inquired about the ring.

"It was my mother's," he explained. "She enjoyed things that were very simple. When I was given that ring, I thought of you. A friend of my mother's had given it to me, explaining that one of her wishes was that the next queen of Narnia should wear it. At the time, I thought I'd give it to you as a simple gift, but then I remembered what the woman had told me about my mother's wish, and I knew I couldn't do that."

"This…" I began, pausing, "isn't the ring Liliandil was wearing."

"I didn't think Liliandil should have it," he told me. "It felt…wrong." I laughed and kissed him again. He was now my fiancé…I was marrying him. And it felt so perfect.