'I want her now. I want inside her, making her scream my name.' Caspian craved to have Lucy in the most primal way he knew how, to make her his so they could never be separated again. Yet Caspian's common sense prevailed, warning him that it was best to wait until their wedding night to actually consummate their love. Gradually Caspian pulled away, simply holding the woman he loved close to him. She shuddered, snuggling closer in his embrace, causing Caspian to wrap his arms around her even tighter.
"Oh Lucy." He sighed, voice rough with emotion and kisses. He felt as if his dreams were finally coming true, his life becoming fulfilled. He loved her so very much, and couldn't wait until he could sleep beside her every night fro the rest of their lives, to know she was his and he was hers. "I'm so glad you're here."
"Since you passed the tests, does that mean that you feel the same?" She asked quietly, face buried in his chest, breath warm through his clothing. His heart melted at the knowledge she was somewhat unsure, but firm in her choice of taking him as her lover, husband and King.
"Of course I do Lucy." Gently Caspian lifted her face to look in her eyes, pained to see teas in her chocolate eyes. Thin streaks of already shed tears wove glittering paths down her cheeks, and with soft lips he kissed the salty streaks away. "How could you even think I wasn't sincere and still am?"
With a watery laugh Lucy wiped away her tears, small hands brushing across her face. "Sorry. I just know I'm not the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Nonsense." Caspian snapped, disliking how she put herself down. He told her the truth, the words that were in his heart. He wished she could see herself like he saw her, beautiful and his to love. "Looks aren't everything. I love who you are on the inside, the outside is simply a neat package. That's all."
"Really?" She whispered.
* * *
"Yes really." Caspian smiled gently, warming Lucy to the core. "You're smart, brave, and well matched in personality. Besides, you were once a Queen of Narnia."
"And you are a wonderful king Caspian." Lucy returned his smile. "You are the most capable man I know, in my world or here in Narnia."
"So," Caspian took her hands in his, smile brightening. His hands were large and warm around hers. "Will you marry me Lucy, once again be Queen of Narnia?"
Lucy sat silent for several minutes, staring deep into Caspian's blue-grey eyes. This is what she wanted, but she wanted to make sure this was what Caspian wanted as well. 'I'm sure, and I believe he's sure. So let's just do it.' She wanted to wake up in the morning to Caspian beside her, holding her close in their bed, to be loved forever.
"Lucy?"
"Yes, of course I'll marry you." Lucy said softly, pleased at the look of surprise on Caspian's face that was quickly followed by relief and joy. He was so handsome that he was beautiful, like a god walking with mortals. Lucy fell deeper in love with him, unable to wait until they started their life together.
Caspian chastely kissed Lucy, somehow sensing that she wasn't ready for any more. His lips were so full and soft, like new rose petals in early spring. Lucy nearly giggled as she imagined the look on Caspian's face if she ever told him that. In the process of him kissing her, Caspian slid a ring on her finger. Pulling back Lucy looked down at her hand and gasped.
A marquis cut ruby sat surrounded by princess cut diamonds were set in a gold band that fit and looked perfect on her hand. It glittered delicately in the sunlight that filtered into the cabin, dazzling Lucy. Caspian smiled softly at her, dazzled as well, but by the beauty of her kiss, not the ring. 'Why on earth would he be dazzled?'
"Oh Lucy." He sighed, voice rough with emotion and kisses. He felt as if his dreams were finally coming true, his life becoming fulfilled. He loved her so very much, and couldn't wait until he could sleep beside her every night fro the rest of their lives, to know she was his and he was hers. "I'm so glad you're here."
"Since you passed the tests, does that mean that you feel the same?" She asked quietly, face buried in his chest, breath warm through his clothing. His heart melted at the knowledge she was somewhat unsure, but firm in her choice of taking him as her lover, husband and King.
"Of course I do Lucy." Gently Caspian lifted her face to look in her eyes, pained to see teas in her chocolate eyes. Thin streaks of already shed tears wove glittering paths down her cheeks, and with soft lips he kissed the salty streaks away. "How could you even think I wasn't sincere and still am?"
With a watery laugh Lucy wiped away her tears, small hands brushing across her face. "Sorry. I just know I'm not the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Nonsense." Caspian snapped, disliking how she put herself down. He told her the truth, the words that were in his heart. He wished she could see herself like he saw her, beautiful and his to love. "Looks aren't everything. I love who you are on the inside, the outside is simply a neat package. That's all."
"Really?" She whispered.
* * *
"Yes really." Caspian smiled gently, warming Lucy to the core. "You're smart, brave, and well matched in personality. Besides, you were once a Queen of Narnia."
"And you are a wonderful king Caspian." Lucy returned his smile. "You are the most capable man I know, in my world or here in Narnia."
"So," Caspian took her hands in his, smile brightening. His hands were large and warm around hers. "Will you marry me Lucy, once again be Queen of Narnia?"
Lucy sat silent for several minutes, staring deep into Caspian's blue-grey eyes. This is what she wanted, but she wanted to make sure this was what Caspian wanted as well. 'I'm sure, and I believe he's sure. So let's just do it.' She wanted to wake up in the morning to Caspian beside her, holding her close in their bed, to be loved forever.
"Lucy?"
"Yes, of course I'll marry you." Lucy said softly, pleased at the look of surprise on Caspian's face that was quickly followed by relief and joy. He was so handsome that he was beautiful, like a god walking with mortals. Lucy fell deeper in love with him, unable to wait until they started their life together.
Caspian chastely kissed Lucy, somehow sensing that she wasn't ready for any more. His lips were so full and soft, like new rose petals in early spring. Lucy nearly giggled as she imagined the look on Caspian's face if she ever told him that. In the process of him kissing her, Caspian slid a ring on her finger. Pulling back Lucy looked down at her hand and gasped.
A marquis cut ruby sat surrounded by princess cut diamonds were set in a gold band that fit and looked perfect on her hand. It glittered delicately in the sunlight that filtered into the cabin, dazzling Lucy. Caspian smiled softly at her, dazzled as well, but by the beauty of her kiss, not the ring. 'Why on earth would he be dazzled?'