Susan's point of view
Oh gosh Caspian is such an amazing kisser! These were the thoughts running through my head as I skipped up onto the main deck. "Susan!" I heard Lucy shout. I turned around to see her steering the ship.
"Oh my gosh! Lucy! That's so cool. Don't sink us." I said the last part sarcastically serious. She laughed and then I turned around to see Caspian and Peter whispering in the corner. Peter had his 'this conversation is not over until I am satisfied' face on, and so I walked over to the boys and they stopped mid-sentence.
"Plotting to over-throw the ship?" I asked with a smile. Caspian returned it and Peter gave me an exasperated look.
"Actually, love—," Caspian was cut off by the man in the crows nest exclaiming he'd seen land. Why is it that that man always ruins the moment? We all rushed over to the side of the ship, meeting Drinian who had the telescope.
"Dark Island," Drinian stated, passing the scope on to the rest of us. Caspian nodded, and then shouted,
"Lucy, bring us in."
The ship was anchored close to the shore, while we used row boats to take us all to the beach. The island was beautiful. It had what I assumed to be mountains in the background and there were trees everywhere. The beach had white sand, and the water was that clear blue Narnian water. But, still, something seemed off about the place.
We decided since it was already sunset that we'd wait until morning to go explore the island, and we set up camp. Lucy chose her favorite book and curled up with it, Edmund was sharing tales with a fawn, Peter was talking to some of the crew, and Caspian was signaling me to come away from the campfires.
I got up and casually walked off without anyone noticing. I met Caspian on the far side of the beach, where he took my hand and pulled me in for a kiss.
"What's going on with you?" I asked with a laugh as we sat down on the beach.
"I'm just happy that you are here with me," We were propped up on our elbows, facing each other. With his other hand, he reached up and brushed my hair back before resting his hand on my neck.
Before I knew it, there was a full-blown make-out session. He had pushed me back so I was laying in the said while he kissed his way along my neck and jaw.
Just before he got to my lips, he pulled back to look at me. I gave him a smile.
"If you had to choose between staying here with me, and never seeing your siblings again, or staying with your siblings, and leaving me forever, which would you choose?" he asked out of the blue. I was quiet for a long time.
"I—I don't think I could choose…" I said after a minute. He nodded thoughtfully.
"You would have to choose them." He didn't sound upset; he said it as a statement, as if it was a sure thing.
"Well, I don't know. I don't think I could bear leaving you again." He leaned down and kissed me again. I broke it this time. "Why do you ask?"
"I have a feeling that you are going to have to make that decision at the end of this voyage." He looked at me sadly.
"Yes…I think I might, too."
A/N I am embarrassed to re-read these. I promise you, if-or- when I pick this back up, it'll be better… Or, maybe it'll be worse. I don't know. I'm a terrible judge of my own writing ability. Well, review to tell me how upset you are that's it's taken me a year to dust off already written chapters!
S.R.M.