Disclaimer: I own only the character Raxie and the plotline that proceeds after Ramandu's island.

"Welcome back." Ramandu himself greeted Lucy, Caspian, Drinian and Rynalf. "Your four lords awoke a time ago and are heartily feasting. Come and join them."

Indeed the four lords were awake and feasting, Ramandu's daughter acting as hostess. Even Lord Roop looked more rested and healthier, the circles around his eyes fading. He was smiling and laughing, joking with his fellow companions.

"King Caspian, Queen Lucy." Lord Roop greeted cheerfully. "Join us for you have saved us."

Caspian led Lucy to the table, settling across from the four lords. As Lucy helped herself to the buffet of rich food, the crew of the Dawn Treader steadily trickled into the alcove to sit down a sup before setting up camp. Lucy let the conversation flow over her, soaking up the familial air of the gathering. This felt like home to Lucy, a large, rowdy home. Lucy smiled vaguely, imagining a houseful of golden haired scamp boys and chocolate haired sweet girls, all with hazel-blue eyes and ready laughter. Children's voices would fill the air with their joy and love for life.

"No thank you, milady. I am quite well." Caspian's voice startled Lucy out of her daydreams. Ramandu's daughter was smiling invitingly at Caspian, eyes encouraging.

"It is Christina, your Majesty." The other woman said batting her eyelashes. "If I may be of any assistance at all."

"Actually, there is something you can help me with." Lucy grit her teeth. "My betrothed will need clothes in her size; dresses, breeches, shirts, undergarments and boots if possible."

"Betrothed?" Christina blinked once. "Yes, of course." Curtsying, the woman in blue quickly took off to serve the others.

"Leech." Caspian muttered under his breath.

"Pardon?" Lucy asked, wanting to know Caspian's thoughts.

"Christina, blinking and preening, trying to turn my head." Caspian shook his head sadly. "Sometimes I wonder if people only see a pretty face and a crown."

"It's not you fault some people don't have brains and common sense." Lucy touched his hand.

"True, but I hope that that's the end of it, otherwise it will be a long winter." Caspian kissed the back of Lucy's hand. "Especially since I must control myself. We can't be wed until we are safely back in Narnia."

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll survive." Lucy snuggled against his side. "Besides, it will give us time to really get to know each other."

"Lucy, are you going to establish a Second Golden Age with Caspian?" Drinian inquired, having been granted permission to use their given names.

"I'm not certain." Lucy replied, sipping on the berry wine in her goblet. "If it is labeled a 'golden age', then so be it." She quickly covered a yawn with her hand.

"It appears that it is time to set up camp my friends." Caspian laughed, hugging Lucy quickly. "Come."

Caspian and the crew stood to hunt for a campground, and Lucy stood to help the men, but Caspian kissed the top of her head and whispered, "Stay here and relax."

"Miss Lucy." Christina drew Lucy's attention. "If it would please you to join me to take your measurements."

"Of course." Lucy flashed Caspian a parting smile before following the blue clad woman.

"Do you have any color preferences?" Tailors tape whipped about her body as Christina stood in a sunny spot near the table.

"Earthy colors, greensand maybe some blues." Lucy responded.

"Along with the usual white."

"Good, good." She rolled up the tape and walked away, muttering measurements to herself. Lucy tilted her head and hoped that Christiana's muttering was a good thing. Returning to the table Lucy asked Ramandu to tell her a tale of what it had been like to be a star in the heavens. The four lords listened as well, completely enchanted by the ancient's storytelling. Unfortunately Ramandu's hypnotic voice put Lucy to sleep sitting up, the star's aura calm and relaxing.

She jerked awake when something gently touched her knee.Caspian was crouched at her side, eyes smiling indulgently. Behind him stood a serenely smiling Ramandu, all knowing in his confidence. And, compared to Lucy, he was more that likely all knowing. Embarrassed Lucy quickly rubbed her eyes.

"I apologize for falling asleep in the middle of your story Ramandu." Lucy grasped Caspian's hand as he pulled her to her feet.

"Nonsense, my child, you need your rest. It has been an exhausting day." The retired star waved his hand airily. "Go and sleep, we will talk tomorrow."

"Goodnight then." Lucy yawned apologetically.

"Come along dearling." Caspian slipped an arm about her shoulders. "Lets get you to bed."

"How romantic." She leaned against him as he led her down a tree lined path to the campsite that they would be living at for the next three months. "I'm so sleepy."

"It has been a tiring day." He murmured warmly. "I had the men set up your tent beside mine with them ringed around us in several layers."

"Protection?"

"Precaution." He replied. "This may be Ramandu's island, but there are still wild animals and other hazards on this island."

"Hmm."

Lucy was more asleep than awake against Caspian's body warmth, secure in his grasp. His fingertips traced lazy circles on her arm, lulling her into a relaxed state, love warm and comforting. Her head was tucked onto his shoulder. Lucy had never been more content than that exact moment. Thank you Aslan for giving Caspian the power to keep me.

"Here we are sweetheart." Caspian's lips caressed her ear as he whispered her awake. Barely opening her eyes Lucy kissed Caspian's cheek before bending over to enter the tent. She didn't even undress, but simply laid down, pulling the blanket over her and falling asleep."Goodnight Lucy-love." Caspian chuckled before entering his own tent.