IMPORTANT! if you do not read this authors note you will be hopelessly confused for a very long time so listen up! As some of you know a posted a new chapter a few days ago, 'Deck the Halls' which apparently must have been quite crappy because it only got one review and much less visitors than average. And I am not sure if people just didn't get a chance to read it or if it was too long and they lost interest or what but it was my least popular chapter in this story yet. so anyways, I am going to replace that chapter with this one so *IF YOU READ 'DECK THE HALLS' PRETEND IT NEVER HAPPENED* as of now that chapter doesn't exist and so just erase it from your mind. i am not sure yet but eventually I will edit it and work it back into the story but just totally erase it from your memory. Sorry for the confusion. I guess I just think the story is moving too slowly and so i replaced that fluffy chapter with this one which does a lot to set the plot in action. And i promise you IT IS NOT WHAT YOU THINK! what you probably think is going to happen is not going to happen. I haven't read any stories with a plot like this so it isn't just another 'war gets started over Susan* story. so don't stop reading if you think it is going to be one of those stories because it is not:) it is more complicated than that. So sorry for any confusion:( and I hope this chapter is better than the one i replaced it with and will get more reviews *hint hint*.

Disclaimer:i don't own the chronicles of narnia.

"I did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"DID TOO!"

"Did. Not."

"Would you two just shut up!"

"No, he ate all of the Turkish Delight!"

"No I didn't! I wasn't even in the kitchen this morning Ed! Your the only human being alive that'll eat it. Plus I hate the stuff so WHY WOULD I EAT IT!"

"I'm not an expert on the criminal mind Peter!"

"WOULD YOU TWO JUST SHUT UP! SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO REST!"

"But Cas, he ATE my Turkish Delight! He ate it! I've been waiting all day for them to finish it and I walk into the kitchen to find the tin EMPTY! TOTALLY empty. Not a single crumb left!"

Peter sprang up from the ground and grabbed Edmund's shirt. "For the last time. I DID NOT EAT YOUR STUPID CANDY YOU BIG BABY!"

Caspian muttered various profanities under his breath and stood up from his comfy spot at the bottom of the hill. "For Aslan's sake would two stop acting like toddlers and start acting like men? How you two managed to rule a country for fifteen years with your cooperating skills is beyond me . There's only one way to settle this: ask the girls. Maybe one of them ate it."

Edmund looked horrified. "They would never do something like that to me! I am hurt you could even think that way. Susan and Lu are going to mad when I tell them."

Caspian rolled his eyes. He opened his mouth to tell his two new brothers how pathetic and stupid they were when he saw something out of the corner of his eye that worried him deeply.

It was Susan, sprinting down the hill like her life depended on it. Her hair was falling out of its tight bun and her dress was tangling around her legs and billowing out behind her. Every nerve in Caspian's body went alert and his muscles tensed automatically.

"He ate my Turkish Delight Cas! He just ate it right up, knowing how important it is to me. Caspian are you listening to me?"

Caspian droned out the whiny voice of his brothers and focused solely on Susan. His heart was beating faster than it should and his brain was slowly starting to come up with horrible scenarios to cause her urgency. She was running down that hill as if the wolves of Jadis were snapping at her heels.

''What the heck is so interesting for you to-oh."

Peter and Edmund stopped as their eyes became fixed on what their new brother was so fascinated with. Their stomach became a little more than uneasy and their confusion was writing plainly on their scrunched faces. "What do you think is wrong-?"

Caspian shook his head dumbly as she got closer down the hill.

Susan glanced behind her and it almost caused her to tumble the rest of the way down the hill. Her eyes were wild and almost...inhuman. Caspian narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He had never seen them look like that and he was starting to get very anxious about what could have caused it.

Finally she reached the bottom of the hill and stopped right in front of Caspian, putting her hands on her knees and panting. He put a hand on her shoulder, his heart beating frantically.

"Love are you alright? What's wrong? What happened?"

"Are you hurt? Is Lu alright?" Peter said quickly with a bewildered expression.

''I'm…fine…don't…worry…Lu...is with...the DLF" she panted. She felt like she was breathing acid. Caspian was not conviced. "Love, did something happen? Dear heart what is so important?" he asked, his hand trembling slightly as he rubbed soft circles on her back.

"Your majesty? Queen Susan? I could have sworn I saw her around here? Queen Susan?" a cocky Telmarine accent called from the top of the hill and Susan groaned. Caspian's fists clenched and his eyes went slightly red at the edges.

"Oh God he's coming," she moaned and slowly started to stand up, closing her eyes for a moment and hiding her face in her hands.

Just then the Telmarine Prince's gangly frame became visible on the side of the mountain, strutting around as if he owned the place. If fathers plan went right, he would…

Susan grabbed Edmund's forearm as if he life depended on it and started looking around frantically for a place to hide.

The color drained out of Edmund's face as he took in her disheveled hair and slightly dirty dress. He grabbed her elbow. He was gritting his teeth so hard his jaw hurt. He could feel a bit of fire sizzling in his veins.

"Did he..."

She looked at him with a strange look on her face. 'No...I've...just...escaped...Glenstorm...told me...he was..looking for me.." she gasped, her eyes still scanning the hill behind the Cair for somewhere, anywhere, to hide. She just spotted a wonderful tree to climb up when the voice called her name again.

" Where is that girl!" Tristan yelled down the hill, more to himself than anything but still quite loudly. He finally spotted her and started waving frantically and smiling like a fool. (Although to the rest of the world it looked more like a grimace).

"Oh god he's seen me, now what do I do! Aslan please let a huge hole appear in the side of the hill!" She mumbled to herself and Caspian pulled her in for a hug, his eyes almost black as he took in this cocky prince strutting down the hill. He didn't ever want to let go, especially with this slick git around. Susan reluctantly pulled away before he crushed her and looked around desperately for a servant or lord or someone she could make an excuse to go see.

She grimaced when she spotted Lord Adrian, one of her least favorite lords talking to several other lords.

"Coming!" she yelled and started walking rather briskly with her head down towards the cluster of ill tempered men much to her brothers amusement.

Unfortunately Tristan cut across and grabbed her wrist. Caspian and Peter both took an aggressive step towards him but Edmund growled and grabbed their belt loops and pulled them back. Susan closed her eyes and momentarily wondered if she just stood there without saying anything long enough if he would go away. No such luck. He spun her around to face him and she discreetly took a step back.

"I have been looking for you all morning! But according to every servant in this...charming place, I have been missing you by five minutes all day," he said in much heavier accent.

"Isn't that just...a weird coincidence. Well, lovely talking to you. Bye!" she said quickly and turned on her heel and prayed to Aslan he would just drop it.

He laughed and side stepped in front of her. "Not so fast my queen. I was wondering if you would give me the honor of accompanying me into the city on this fine autumn day. I have yet to explore this city and it would be wonderful to be given a tour by such a beautiful queen who knows the land so well," he said flashing her a 'charming' smile. She wanted to vomit.

''I can't . I um, am not properly dressed." she said lamely and he chuckled

"Perhaps I could escort you to your chambers and you can find something more appropriate for riding," he said in an oily voice. She wrinkled her nose involuntarily.

"My apologies my prince but I think it would do you well to remember that-"

"Prince Tristan. How unexpected to see you here." Caspian said in a tight voice, putting his arm around Susan's shoulders. She relaxed noticeably and Tristan eyed his arm enviously. Soon that traitor would be in no place to be speaking to him unless he was begging for mercy...

"Well yes, I have been hoping to find her Majesty all day. If I didn't know better I would say she was hiding from me," he said jovially but Caspian could see the slight anger in his eyes. Edmund let out an off tune laugh.

"The Gentle Queen? No, why would she be hiding from you?"

Tristan's face automatically changed at the appearance of the other kings. "Indeed." he said coldly and Susan descreetly rolled her eyes. He reminded her so much of all of the boys that had asked her out in England it wasn't even funny.

"I was just telling Her Majesty how anxious I am to see your beautiful city my kings. I was hoping she would give me a tour?" he said hopefully.

"Prince Tristan I-"

"She can't." three male voices said at the same time. Tristan's face turned slightly red.

"Oh really. I must be mistaken but I was told that here ladies are given the right to speak for themselves,'' he snapped a little sharper than necessary.

"I simply am not able to accomodate you to the city today my prince. I believe I am to attend audiences with the people with King Edmund today and I simply do not have time to accompany you. Perhaps another time we would all be delighted to give you a tour. But not today...or tomarrow. My husband and I have plans for this evening. Ever since our wedding we have not been able to spend as much time together as we would like. Quite sad really. But I am sure one of the Telmarine Lords or my dear little friend Trumpkin would be more than happy to accomodate your request." she said in a very queenly voice. Tristan took a second as if trying to control his anger.

"With all do respect my dear lady, I am sure Queen Lucy would be more than happy to attend audiences this afternoon and-'

"No, she cannot. I believe she and my husband attended last week and therefore would be unjust to ask her otherwise. Plus, it is my duty to my people and they are expecting to speak to me and my brother about their problems and I intend to listen. I do not mean to offend you Your Highness but I simply cannot cast off my duties as queen to accompany you to the city. Now if you will excuse me I must go speak to Sir Trumpkin about some very important matters. Goodbye." she said sharply and barely dipped her head to the arrogant prince and continued briskly across the hill. The three kings both had to try very hard not to laugh at the marvellous expression on the younger man's face.

"Well then, we are supposed to be meeting with Queen Lucy shortly so I will be seeing both of you later. Good day gentlemen," Peter said, a smile twitching at the corner of his lips. And with that Edmund and Peter stalked off back the hill, leaving Caspian and Tristan alone for the first time.

Tristan considered the king nervously for a moment and shuffed his weight from foot to foot like a squirely schoolboy before his teacher. He nodded his head awkwardly to Caspian and then turned to go after Queen Susan to see if she needed an escort. Caspian grabbed his shoulder firmly and turned the young boy around to face him.

"You have no right to be pursueing her so. You are making her uncomfortable, I can see that and I am asking you as her husband to stop. True she is very beautiful and as much as I want to I cannot blame you for having feelings for her but she is married and you would do well to remember it. I am asking you to leave her be, as both a king and a husband. Heed my warning young Prince for I will not be giving it again." he said in a much heavier accent than usual, staring Tristan straight in the eye. His deep voice was very menacing to the teenage boy but may his mother roll over in his grave if he showed it.

"Is that a threat?" Tristan answered sharply, sounding almost identical to Miraz. It only made Caspian angrier. He stepped towards the boy quickly until his face was inches from his smug one.

"I am telling you now if you make any more flirtacious advances towards my wife there will be consequences to pay." he said in a low dangerous voice. Tristan struggled to keep his gaze fierce under those intense brown eyes. He cleared his throat. And laughed wickedly.

''I can assure you King Caspian, if it is war you speak of it is a war you will get. We true Telmarines do not fear bloodshed like the Telmarines here do. And do not be so quick to threaten the strength of Telmar. Our numbers crush you ten times over. And you can certainly take up the matter with my father."

"Don't think I won't."

And with that Caspian turned on his heel and began to stalk off up the hill, fuming and sizzling. "HEY!" Tristan yelled and Caspian blinked. He sounded just like Caspian himself when he nearly got in a fight with Peter after the raid.

Tristan grabbed his arm and Caspian reflexively whirled around, his hand aching for his sword. His hand was shaking with rage as he threw the younger man's hand off his shoulder and grabbed him by the collar of the shirt. Tristan held his ground and smiled wickedly.

"I think it is time for you to consider what is best for your wife. I can give her more than you can. I bigger palace, a stronger country, a larger treasury take your pick. I am sure your beautiful wife will. Slippery little minx that one."

That was the straw that broke the camel's then Caspian did something he had wanted to do from the moment he lay eyes on Tristan.

Caspian puched him in the face. Hard.

Duhn duhn duhn! Yay the plot begins! Quite a bit shorter than all of the other chapters so far but i am hoping it will be more popular with my readers than 'deck the hall'. And when i look at my stats i see hundreds of visitors but i only recieve a few reviews (and i am very thankful for those that do review and you rock) but don't be shy! And definetly do not be afraid to review if you do not like my story either. As long as it is constructive criticism that is helpful and will benefit me I am all for it. so please do not be shy and let me know what you really think. ANYTHING you think could make it better, let me know.:)