Authors Note: Hello all. 7 reviews!! Yay!! I'm so very excited to finish this story, which won't happen for another six or seven chapters. And now here's Peter and Caspian in the studio for the disclaimer.

Me: googley eyes Say that I own nothing except the clothes on my back

Peter: Why are we tied to chairs?

Caspian: Maybe if we do what she says she'll let us go

Peter: Uhhh, Mystery owns nothing except the clothes on her back

Me: Very good, now let's move on the the modeling portion of the show.

Caspian: Oh God, I think by the end of this I'll be buring my dog

Me: Whoa, I said you were modeling, let's not get ahead of ourselves...


You make me so hot
Make me wanna drop
You're so ridiculous
I can barely stop
I can hardly breathe
You make me wanna scream
You're so fabulous
You're so good to me Baby Baby
You're so good to me Baby Baby

Avril Lavigne (Hot)

Karina was visited by Aslan for the next three days, when everyone was asleep. She found great comfort talking to the great lion, who would offer advice and guidance. She had been taught many spells, mostly defensive, and learned more and more about the Guardians every time they met. She was practicing a particularly hard healing spell one night, but her heart was hardly in it. Aslan noticed this, "What troubles you, dear one?"

Karina stopped chanting and looked at Aslan, she couldn't hide anything from his eyes, "I'm so confused Aslan. I think I'm in love."

Aslan chuckled, "Love is an extraordinary thing, why are you confused by it?"

"Because I'm in love with two different people." Two very different people. Karina thought as she traced her name into the sand. Aslan nodded, "That is somewhat of a problem. Have you told them how you feel?"

Karina put her head down, her hair shielding her from the lion's knowing gaze, "Caspian knows but Peter… I don't want to hurt anyone Aslan. We're from two different worlds! Caspian and I don't even reside on the same planet and Peter's from a different time completely!"

The lion beckoned for her to sit at his feet, "Dear one, love will guide you in the direction you seek. Love knows no bounds; no matter how far apart you are love will find a way to connect you."

"I hope so." Karina gulped, "Aslan, can I ask you something?"



"Of course, dear one."

Karina felt tears mist her eyes, "Will I ever have to leave Narnia?"

Alsan's brow furrowed in thought, "That I cannot say. Your destiny as a Guardian rests in your hands and yours alone."

Karina scrunched up her face; she wasn't one for choosing her own destiny. She was pretty much a lemming. She turned back to the paper cut she was trying to heal and focused all her tension into the deep magic.

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The next day Peter and Susan were having a huge discussion. Susan couldn't believe she was counseling her brother about how to flirt. She understood that he wanted to step up his game around Caspian (who she thought was totally fetch!) but she didn't want him to make a fool of himself.

"Okay, now I'm Karina and you are… well you." Susan stated, "I've just dropped something, what do you do?"

Peter was an expert at being chivalrous but Karina was from a different time, he had no idea if she would find his actions foolish or cute. "Pick it up and give it back."

"And…" Susan said encouragingly. Peter bit his perfectly pouty lips, "What else is there Su?"

Susan put her hands on her hips, "Peter, don't tell me you're that stupid!" she rolled her eyes, "You say: 'I think you dropped this', then add in a compliment."

"Compliment?"

"Yes Peter, say something nice to her."

"Right," Peter was no sonnet master or poet, he'd failed Poetry 101 the first semester so he had no idea how to even begin. Susan closed her eyes, "Tell her something nice about the weather or her hair. She cares so much about it, after all."

Peter smiled, "Okay. I think I got it."



Susan hoped so; they had been doing this for hours. "I think you need to have field training." She said. Peter looked at her quizzically, "What do you mean?"

"You need hands on training."

Peter felt faint, "You mean actually talk to her."

Susan grit her teeth together, "Yes Peter, why else do you think we are doing this training? Not for my benefit, but for yours"

Peter suddenly didn't feel so confident anymore.

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Meanwhile, in the woods, King Edmund and Queen Lucy were counseling Caspian. He had asked their help mostly because they hung around Karina a lot but mostly because he couldn't find Queen Susan. He knew how to appeal to the ladies of the Telmarine court but when it came to Karina he was at a loss for words. Ever since he had kissed her that day she had stayed away from him. It hurt Caspian deeply that whenever they were around the Kings and Queens she wouldn't let him even look at her, let alone touch her.

"Maybe you should read her a poem," Edmund said, tossing a stone into a small puddle. Lucy nodded, "Do you know any Telmarine poems, Caspian?"

Caspian wasn't much for poetry. He actually barely read at all. He'd much rather be outside hunting or doing something fun outdoors, now he was regretting it. "Just one, I remember my father used to say it to my mother."

Lucy nodded, this was so romantic! "Let's hear it!" she squealed. Edmund nodded slowly as he wasn't really interested in lovey dovey poems.

"When summer sun bids goodnight. Winged creatures have ceased in flight. Stars reflected in placid lakes. No longer dance in mallards wakes. When all the oceans tides have turned. Final flames of daylight burned. Flora vanishes, lush and green. Fauna's birth remains unseen. When rapids tire of rushing race. Carvings weathered from stones face. Etched for Eternity two souls together. My love for you ...sincerely, forever"

Lucy smiled, "That was pretty."



"Maidens like poems, correct?" Caspian said, unsure if he should even talk to Karina. Edmund threw another rock into the puddle, "Yeah, girls love poems and junk."

Lucy was quick to jab him in the shoulder, "And junk?! Ed, we're talking about true love here!"

Caspian hoped it was true love, not just a fling. Lucy grinned like the devil, "I think you need hands on experience."

Caspian liked the sound of that, "Should I give her the poem?"

"Recite it to her!" Edmund said; exasperated that someone who ruled a country could be so oblivious about girls. Lucy stood up, "We should practice."

And practice they did until Edmund couldn't take anymore.

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Hands on… hands on! Has Susan lost her mind?! Peter walked out of the How to find Karina. She was learning how to use her newly acquired sword, which Peter was curious about. He had never seen the blade or sabers anywhere, and they certainly didn't look very Narnian. He watched as Reepicheep (Spell that right?) taught her how to handle her sword, which was bigger than he was. Karina was incredibly clumsy, swinging the sword about like a battle axe. It was almost as tall as her, but very flat, flat enough that it could slip between a pair of ribs with ease.

"My liege, how are you this fine afternoon?" Reepicheep said, bowing. Karina's face lit up and Peter was glad she was talking to him, "Hey dude! What's up?"

Peter smiled, not really knowing what 'dude' meant but he assumed it was a term of endearment. "Nothing, Karina I was wondering if you might walk with me?"

Karina smiled as Reepicheep sent her a knowing glance, "Sure, what's on you-"

"Karina!"

Peter's eyes almost exploded as Caspian ran over to them, followed by Edmund and Lucy. The two hung back as Caspian approached them, "Can I talk to you?"

Karina felt her intestines clench, "Um well."



"She's talking to me" Peter said defensively. In the background, Edmund had was munching on something Karina called "Sour Patch Kids", this was gonna be great. Caspian's hand latched onto Karina's upper arm, "I think she wants to talk to me, pal."

Peter held onto Karina's other arm, "I'm pretty sure I was here first, chief."

Karina's eyes darted from Caspian to Peter. This was so not good. She was pretty sure Caspian wasn't a chief. He wasn't an Indian chief, or the chief of police, or an Indian chief, of part of the Kansas City Chiefs. And he was most defiantly not a chef, which was often confused with chief.

Caspian smirked, "Karina, dearest, please tell Peter that you were about to talk to me. Oh so he was gonna go there?

"Karina, love, please tell that pompous ass that you were talking to me."

"Tu madre." Caspian shot back. Karina fought back a giggle fit. Peter looked furious, "What did he say?!"

"He said your mom." Susan said from behind him.

"Aw, your mamma fight!" Edmund cried. Susan turned to him, "Ed please, act like you're civilized."

"Actually, in my world if you want to win a girl's affections you do fight." Karina piped up, then wished she hadn't. Caspian and Peter both let go of her arms,

"To the victor go the spoils." Peter said as he drew his blade.

"Whoa, fellas I think we need to reconsider this. And I am not spoils, I am a girl!" Karina yelled. Caspian waved to Karina, "It's just a boy's squabble, don't worry."

There you go

You're always so right

It's all a big show



It's all about you

You think you know

What everyone needs

You always take time

To criticize me

Karina sat on the ground next to Lucy and Susan. This was such a bad idea. This was why she didn't want to get attached to anyone.

"We should be using this energy to prepare a battle plan." Susan grumbled. Edmund, however, didn't agree, "It's nice to have some entertainment Su."

"But this isn't entertainment, Ed! This is two idiots seeing who has the bigger sword." Susan stated. Karina nodded, "I have to concur." She didn't like the thought of someone getting hurt over her. But the idea of boys fighting for her affections was very exciting. Lucy sighed, "I think it's romantic."

Susan beckoned for Edmund to pass the Sour Patch Kids, "It won't be funny when someone's hurt."

It seems like everyday

I make mistakes

I just can't get it right


It's like I'm the one



You love to hate

But not today

Caspian thought this was very thrilling. Even now as he weaved and ducked out of the way of Peter's sword. The feeling of dueling for a woman's heart was something he had only heard about in fairy tales. He swung his sword and it hit Peter's shield. They weren't fighting to kill after all. Just to prove themselves.

And there was nothing wrong with good clean fun.

Authors Note: Yay another chapter!! You can see how much I love Sour Patch Kids, i mention them like in every sentence. I'm thinking about holding a poll for some stuff to put in tha story. FYI look at the lins on my page if you're a visual person like I am. Thanks for the reviews and review some more.

Arigato