I know there's no excuse for taking so long to update, so I'll just apologize again. I'm sorry. Forgive me?

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Chapter Five

When the clock chimed midnight, we said our goodnights to the guests and made our way upstairs. I was tired and my dress was long, so it took a while to get up the stairs. When I did, I almost started towards my own suite, but stopped suddenly, remembering. My heart began t o pound with nerves and anxiety.

When we reached Caspian's door, I stopped.

"What is it?" he asked softly.

I blushed, looking at the floor. "Well, it's just…" I paused, searching for something to say. "In England, there's the tradition of carrying the bride across the threshold for good luck." I winced inwardly at the lameness of my statement.

He smiled and scooped me up in his arms, carrying me through the door and setting me gently on the bed. As he went to close the door, I looked around his room. It was much different than mine, with scarlet and gold everything, and thick bear furs on the marble floor to help keep the room warmer in winter. A crackling fire was lit in the hearth, and several small candles were scattered about the room.

Caspian returned and I faced him with a thudding heart. I was more nervous now than I was with Edmund, even though I knew it wouldn't hurt this time.

I took a slow breath to calm myself as Caspian leaned down to kiss me.

My wedding night was much better than I had anticipated, and many of my fears were absolved. Though it was awkward at first, that went away, and I could almost…enjoy it. There was no pain this time, as there had been with Edmund, which also eased my worries. I had feared that it would be like that each time.

Later that night, we lay close together for warmth under the soft sheets. Caspian quickly fell into a peaceful sleep, his strong arms wrapped around me, holding my small body to his bare chest and our legs entwined. I, however, took much longer to fall asleep, because my mind was full of thoughts that should have never crossed it.

I thought of the baby that I was carrying, so tiny and imperceptible. I was going to give birth to it, become a mother in less than a year, and Caspian would think it was his own. I would be deceiving him. My stomach churned at the thought. And Edmund…

I thought of Edmund the most, though it made me feel awful. I felt guilty for thinking of him while I lay in my husband's arms, and I felt guilty for laying in his embrace. I felt as if I had betrayed them both, Edmund by marrying Caspian, and Caspian by thinking of Edmund in our wedding bed. But sleep finally came to me, though my dreams were troubling and my rest was fitful.

~Edmund~

I lay in my bed at school, staring up at the water-stained plaster of the ceiling in my dorm. Despite the long day and the soothing patter of rain on the windowpane, I could not bring myself to fall asleep just yet. And it didn't have anything to do with Brian Winters' raucous snoring from across the room.

I was thinking of her again, thinking of our last night together, the way her body had looked in the silvery moonlight in my cabin. The way her flaming hair had spilled across the pillow, her green eyes luminous in the strange light as she gazed up at me lovingly…

I sighed in misery. It did me no good to think of her, only brought me grief, but I didn't want to forget. Since being back at school for the second term, I had become somewhat of a loner. The few friends that I had had before didn't understand what was wrong with me, why I was so dejected and silent now. I spent my free time alone, immersed in thought, dreaming about my Rosie…

When I finally did fall asleep, I was plagued by dreams. They were of Rose, of course, and they were beautiful and heartbreaking all at once. I saw her in a white gown, with white flowers and snow raining down around her. Her hair was adorned with blue forget-me-nots, and a silver tiara rested upon her golden hair. She was dressed for a wedding. Her wedding.

When I woke the next morning, I was disturbed by my dreams. Usually I could find sanctuary in them, knowing that she would always be there to keep me company in the night, but this dream had confused me. Mostly I had only relived memories we'd had upon the Dawn Treader or our night in my cabin. But this dream had been different, like I had been standing back from a distance and watching something occur.

"Edmund!"

One of my friends had broken into my thoughts, and I looked up at him dumbly. He rolled his eyes at the rest of our group, laughing.

"I swear, he's in love! He's never all here with us, you know? Part of him's back with his girl, wherever she is!"

They all laughed uproariously, asking me about the girl I'd found over winter break. I did my best to laugh good-naturedly along with them, but they had no idea that inside, I was falling apart.

PS: I have exciting news! Drum roll please…..

The next Narnia movie will be THE MAGICIAN'S NEPHEW. ! While it's true I would have liked to see The Silver Chair next, I'm not complaining. For more details, go here : .com/archives/11600