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Hi…?

Oh wow, I think I owe all my readers an apology.

I didn't realise how long it had been until a got a readers message, asking me where I'd been!

Im soooo sorry.

But, I have a weeks holiday in two weeks, and I plan to go on a writing spree then.

Please, can I ask you to review if you are reading this story?

I need to get some readers opinions.

Tell me what you liked about each chapter, and what you would like to read about.

It helps so much when I get opinions from people.

And I really hope my email inbox is soon flooded with reviews.

Thanks guys.

The glass shattered loudly as Peter stared at the doorway, where his nephew stood perfectly still between the large wooden doors, staring at his family with such longing it could break someones heart.

The silence was broken by a large screech as Susan's wooden chair scraped on the floor.

"MY BABY!" she screamed, and ran at Treyton as fast as she could, sobbing maniacally. Caspian had no words, but he too pushed back his seat and ran forward, Lorian close on his heels.

The rest of the family scrambled to their feet to join the group hug, all laughing, and crying as Treyton was enveloped in their sheer joy at having him return.

"Oh Trey, oh Trey.." Susan was sobbing, the piece of her heart that had been missing was replaced at last. Her baby boy was back.

"I missed you all so much," Treyton said, still hugging everyone. He was home, sad that his adventure was over, but glad to be back in a familiar place, one that was right, and perfect.

He was back where he belonged, in Narnia.

Lorian stepped through the group towards his brother.

"Its been weird here without you, Trey." The pair stared awkwardly at eachother for a moment before lurching together into a hug. The family looked on in approval, the entire room radiating joy and love at having their missing piece returned, finally, after long months of absence.

"So whats been happening?" the Lorian and Tryton asked at the same time, before chuckling.

Susan hugged her youngest son again, as if making sure he was really there. It was only then she realised what he was wearing.

A Hendon House uniform, complete with striped scarf.

Susan backed away, the sheer sight of the uniform bringing terror like she had never known to her heart. The fact that she might be sent away, back to that horrible place..

Treyton looked worried when his mother went stiff and backed away. Caspian looked at her with a concerned expression filling his face.

'I…I'm sorry..I just.." Susan muttered before running from the room. Lucy looked after her sadly, before following her sister.

Peter looked down at the ground before approaching Treyton, throwing his arm around the boys shoulder.

"It's the uniform," he sighed. "She is still scared."

"After all these years?" Caspian said sadly, his concern for his wife unbearable.

"We spent many years here the first time, Caspian," Ed pointed out.

"And she's still scared she'll be sent back? With no regard to the family? Aslan wouldn't do that." Aamee said quickly, after seeing the horrified expressions on the childrens faces.

"Well," Belle said quickly, looking at her cousin again with a smile, "First things first. You need to change your clothes."

The small ball, a celebration of Treyton's return, had been pulled together in a matter of hours. Susan, recovered from her scare, had rose to the occasion and put all her organisational skills to use.

The room was filled with good friends, all fancily dressed, ready to celebrate the return of the prince.

And celebrate they did. When the royal family entered, accompanied by the adventurous prince, the room exploded in cheers, and the pure joy in Treytons face created an even better atmosphere for the room.

The family headed straight for the dancefloor, Treyton right into his Narnian dances, gleeful he could once again do them in peace.

Lorian swung Trisca around the floor, their eyes locked together, lost in their little world.

Zaro and Rhui were giggling as they tried to dance and watchi everyone else in the room at the same time.

Caspian and Susan were sitting in their thrones, hand intertwined, laughing happily at the joy and freedom on their son's faces.

Peter and Belle were dancing, smiling at eachother.

Edmund and Aamee were talking to Rowan about how his pregnant wife could not attend.

Sera and Braithe were laughing as they watched the triplets run around the room, Tumnus standing between them, using their hands as support.

The atmosphere was electric as the night went on. Eventually, people started to depart for their beds, and the royal family were all that were left.

"Do tell us your story, Trey," Belle urged her cousin, who laughed and smiled at her.

"Do you really want to hear it? Its quite lengthy." Treyton replied, only to be urged even more by his family.

"Well," Treyton said, and the family settled down in their chairs, preparing themselves, "It all started when we stepped onto this white beach in Alsan's country…"

The room was silent, as Treyton's story unravelled.

Sorry its so short, but I just needed an interlude.

So the next few chapters will be Treytons story in England, and then we'll get back to the Narnian story.

So review, tell me what you want to read about, what I should fix..

And I'll get back to you

So, review people!