Oh my GOD I haven't updated in almost a month! ((slap)) Bad me! I'm so sorry everyone, I promise it won't happen again, and if it does, well, I'll slam my head into a wall! (I can guarantee that, by the way.) Anyway, thank you to the 126 people that subscribed to/faved Dear One. Again, you will all be acknowledged at the end. And I have started writing the prologue to Choices, which I will post when I finish Dear One. Don't be discouraged by the movie-script prologue, it will get interesting! Enjoy chapter 36—gasp! 36? That means there are only 14 chapters of Dear One left! Nooooo! Okay, I'll shut up and let you read now. Enjoy!

EMMETT'S POV

As I walked through the halls of Nain's castle, I couldn't help but think about what he'd called me in for. Half of me wondered what he needed me specifically for. The other half of me wondered why he'd bothered letting me stay in Narnia for as long as I had. All of me suspected that he was up to no good. Upon entry in the throne room, I was gestured forward by Nain himself.

"Your Majesty," I said, bowing.

"Emmett, I have a job for you," he said, apparently getting straight to his point. Go figure, I thought.

"Yes?" Instead of telling me exactly what it was he wanted, as I thought, he stood and put a hand on my shoulder, pulling me along as he walked out of the throne room.

"You spend a lot of time at Cair Paravel, correct?"

"Yes."

"And they trust you, correct?" I had to think about it before answering. They seemed to trust me…I knew Queen Susan did, but I wasn't so sure about her brothers. Queen Lucy and King Caspian welcomed me easily enough.

"I…believe so, Your Majesty."

"Yes, yes. That's good enough," he said, waving a hand to dismiss it. He began muttering to himself, and I only caught a few insignificant words. He continued muttering until we reached the end of the hall, and I stopped. He looked up in surprise at me.

"King Nain, I'm afraid I don't know where you're going with this, and I'd like to know."

"Yes, yes." He paused and stared at me for a while; I started to feel a little uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze. "All right," he finally continued. "I want you to spy for me."

"I-I'm sorry, 'spy'?" I asked.

"Yes!" Nain answered, seeming pleased with himself for coming up with such a heinous idea. What was he thinking? I couldn't spy on the people that had been so hospitable to me!

"I'm sorry, my king. I'm afraid I cannot do that." I started to walk away, but he caught m shoulder.

"You'll have riches," the king whispered. "You'll be the leader of my army. And," he added, "you can have any woman your heart desires." When he said that, my thoughts jumped to Queen Susan. If Nain was asking me to spy for the reasons I suspected—that is, take over Narnia—would she be kept safe?

"Any woman?" I asked.

"The best!"

"Does that include someone from Narnia?" He stopped, my question obviously not quite clicking in his brain. He never had been the brightest star in the sky.

"My boy, why would you want to marry a woman from Narnia? There, they are all mystic creatures and talking animals."

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean, boy? Answer!" I'm sure I wasn't the only one of the captains that hated it when he called me boy. I was 32 years old, not a child. Nevertheless, I kept a level head and tried to reason with him, tried to make the idea click in his mind. If I was going to agree with this—and granted, I was very torn—I wanted to make sure Queen Susan would be kept safe.

"I meant would Queen Susan be of the…choices," I clarified, hesitating before the word "choices." She wasn't merchandise, after all. No woman was.

"Why, of course! And since I don't plan on allowing Caspian to live, Queen Lucy will be of availability as well!" He chuckled when he said that, but I only grimaced. He really was a horrible man. "Well, what do you think?" he continued. "Will you spy for me?"

"I…" I hesitated. "I'll think about it," I finally concluded before bowing, turning, and walking away.

I stayed in Archenland that night, in my old room in the castle. But I couldn't sleep. What I'd told Nain was true; I was thinking about my choice on the matter. To be general of the army was what I always wanted. He could leave out the riches and the women for all I cared. But then, the fact that he planned to kill Caspian was horrible. Maybe I could convince him that killing Caspian would be a bad idea. I rolled over and tried to go to sleep, but still it evaded me. My thoughts flashed to Susan, and I couldn't help but wonder what would happen between us if I did decide to spy. As of now, I could only think of the negative things. If I got caught, I'd be seen as a threat and sent back to Archenland forever. I'd probably never see her again. On the other hand, if I succeeded, Susan might hate me for betraying her. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing all my thoughts to leave my mind, and when I opened them again, it was morning. I thought the matter over again before sending a request to speak with King Nain that morning.

"Ah, Emmett, my boy!" Nain said when I entered the throne room. "Have you come to a conclusion?"

"I have," I answered, eyes on the floor.

"Well? Speak up, what is it?" I hesitated, thinking over my answer again and again, even though I'd done it several times already.

"I'll do it."

OMG, Emmett you traitor! Well, after all the fluff and goodness that happened, I needed conflict again! I'm sooooooooooo sorry I haven't updated in forever! I promise I won't wait this long anymore! You see that little review button down there? You know what it's saying? It's saying, "Click me! Click me now!" You know what? You should listen to it, LOL. Please review! Thank you!