Lucy stared with amusement at Caspian's awkward position on the bed. He was lying like a dead man with one leg hanging off the side with his mouth wide open, it served as an enhancer as he snored. At times he is startled from whatever drunken dream he had but he'd go straight back to his loud snores and smack his mouth as if to moisten it. Even with his depressed state Lucy couldn't help but once more admire his physique. He really did fill out over the years, and he was right, he no longer was a child but a grown man. Though it was hard to see a man fit to rule so wrecked by her sister's unintentional motive and it questioned what had gone through Susan's mind to flirt with an impressionable prince and then finish it off with a kiss and leave…but still, it was no excuse to slander her good name and drink like this.
A small yawn escaped her and she stood up to stretch, she took a quick peek through the window above his bed and was surprised to see the night had fallen and the sun was rising. Her curiosity got the best of her as she walked around the room, there was nothing special about his room, and it had a bed, a desk, and a…wardrobe? Her eyes ran over the wardrobe while sensing nothing out of ordinary, she grasped the handle and pulled it open. Her hand brushed over his tunics that ranged from gold to silver and then she stopped on the softer garments of clothing. They were dresses. The most beautiful ones she had ever seen and so many of them, why did he have these? She looked down at her ruined skirt and blouse with disdain, hoping Caspian wouldn't mind, she grabbed the green one that had initially grabbed her intention. She sighed with relief when she noticed the dress had no need to be fixed on the back and was a custom fit to whomever these were designated for.
She looked over at Caspian (who was now sprawled on his stomach) and made sure the doors were locked before stripping down to her undergarments and pulled the dress over her head. It fell like silk and she performed a small twirl to watch its skirt. It was a magnificent piece with gold threaded in its bodice, its neckline hung just above her breasts and did a nice job accentuating them, its skirts was what she loved. It reminded her of her mother's wedding dress, she had spent countless night in the attic admiring it and she was heartbroken to hear that Susan was the one to wear it for her wedding and it would be hers to keep.
"What are you doing?"
She spun around and blushed as Caspian propped himself up. He groggily swiped his hand over his eyes and stifled a yawn.
"My clothes were ruined so I-"
"Those are not for you to wear!" He stood up, anger flashed in eye and he moved to grab her arm but withdrew before he touched her.
"Are these for Susie?" He didn't answer but his eyes betrayed him. She lifted the skirts to make it seem as if she was taking them off.
Startled he took a step back, "No…its okay, you can keep it on."
Lucy smiled, "I thought so; now don't think I've forgotten about your little episode last night."
Caspian looked thoroughly embarrassed but Lucy didn't give a damn, he needed to stop this behavior promptly, "You were a mess."
"I know..."
"Let me finish!" She said angrily, he looked a little taken back. "There was no excuse for your heavy drinking, I understand Susie left you in a fragile state but to talk about her being a whore, yes I said it, I'm not so naïve am I, it's downright mean! I've never expected this from you Caspian, you are a prince, a soon-to-be king and you were acting…like …I can't even think of a word right now, that's how angry I am!" Her face was flushed and the adrenaline was pumping through her like never before, Caspian on the other hand was looking down at her with a smirk.
"Little Lucy-"
"I'm not little anymore," she clenched her fists.
"I know," he replied, "But believe me, I would have never said those things about Susie…you know that."
"Yet you did, you barbarian!" He laughed lightly and patted her head.
"If I am a barbarian Lucy, then you are in a lot of trouble then."
"Why are you on this ship?" She asked as Caspian and she took a walk on the deck. The crewmen were trying their best to not stare at them and at one point received a warning from Caspian.
"You could say it's a passage for a prince," he continued once he saw her quizzical look, "In order for me to be crowned as king I must complete a voyage around the world, it has been done for centuries except for my uncle who was coronated due to the battle."
"But you fought in the second battle, does that not count?"
"Apparently not so, I really do not mind. It's refreshing, the ocean air has great qualities and truthfully I was getting a little tired of the constant badgering by the people, especially the girls , Susie would've…" He sighed and ran his fingers through his brown locks. Under the sun he looked especially handsome, she realized his hair wasn't exactly dark brown but chocolate, it suited him.
"Why are the girls badgering you?" Lucy asked jokingly.
Caspian threw her an annoyed look, "I sense my looks have a great deal to do with it," he said in a joking manner, "Perhaps because I am to become king, I'll need a queen to rule by my side."
"Who would want to marry you?"
Before she could realize what happened, Caspian wrapped his strong arms around her tiny waist and hoisted her off the deck and over the side railings.
"Excuse me Queen Lucy, maybe you should answer why they want to marry me."
"No! Let me go!" She screamed as he playfully let her slide out of his arms before grasping her once more.
"What was that?"
"Because you're so handsome and anyone would be lucky to have you! Now let me go!"
"If you say so," she screamed as she fell into the water. Angrily, she looked up at Caspian's laughing face. She would teach him a lesson alright! She held her breath as she went under and then let herself float back up.
"Lucy? Come on, climb the ropes," she did nothing but let the current take her body wherever it pleased.
"Lucy I know your faking it, get up here now," he longer was joking around. She couldn't believe it when she heard a splash, Caspian had jumped overboard to rescue her but then as he grabbed her, Lucy took notice it wasn't Caspian but an older man.
As the man pulled her up on deck he took his time to look over face for any sign of injury he even had the audacity to pull her skirt up but with one squeal he stopped and stood up. "Are you in any pain?"
"No, I fell in the water not on rocks," she said smartly.
He ignored her little joke, "I'm the ship's doctor, it's my job to attend to any serious matter such as this, and you," he turned to Caspian, "that was clearly a stupid thing to do Caspian."
Caspian only grunted and shot daggers at me as if it was my fault for getting reprimanded by the doctor though it was quite funny to see Caspian in this situation. As soon as the doctor left Caspian bent down and grabbed my arms to pull me up.
"I got what I deserved I suppose, you honestly scared me Lucy, please don't do that again," he avoided her eyes as he said that.
"Good! Maybe that'll teach you not to throw girls off the ship, only God knows how many times you've done that. Those poor girls."
He wasn't laughing but a dark look came over him, "You look like her…"
"She's engaged-"
"Yes I know you don't have to keep saying that, I wanted her as my queen, Lucy, she would've been a great queen. Kind and fair…absolutely perfect."
"Nobody's perfect Caspian, not even her," she said. She was getting tired of his constant praising of Susan.
"But nobody's like her…nobody," he was in a dreamy state as he said that and Lucy's heart sank.
"Who was that doctor?"
"My half-uncle, he was an illegitimate child of my grandfathers, he's a good man." He said.
"Yes he is," she nodded in agreement
"What is this? Am I seeing a little admiration for my uncle?" He asked teasingly.
"Wha-? No, well...er…he is handsome; well that's not the point!" He laughed at her flustered state.
Lucy sat next to him as he was looking over a map. He held a magnifying glass in one hand and a compass in the other, it made him look different, much older as he concentrated greatly on it. He cursed as he made an error. He must've forgotten she was sitting there when she shifted in her seat he looked up and smiled.
"That dress is most becoming of you," he said softly.
After the green dress was destroyed after his little prank, he had given her another one of Susan's dress, this time a deep red that complimented her pale skin.
"Thank you Caspian."
He looked a little uncomfortable as Lucy stared kindly at him, "It's getting a little late isn't it?"
"Yes it is, are you going to go to bed anytime soon? I didn't get much sleep last night," he nodded and gathered his things before heading towards his room.
"Where shall I sleep?" She asked shyly.
It dawned on him that he forgotten about her sleeping arraignment, "In my room I suppose, you can have the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."
He opened the door to his quarters and beckoned her to go in. As she walking into his room, her foot got caught on her skirt and she went down on the floor on all fours. A blush crept to her face as she heard him laugh.
"Oh my…what a position."
She stood up quickly and shook her head, "If you want to keep that tongue of yours then I suggest to keep your mouth shut."
She was aware Caspian going on about Susan yet again but as she lay down on the bed, sleep quickly over took her while breathing into Caspian's pillow.
Something tickled her leg and a faint familiar smell took over her senses, she opened her eyes half-way and her breath hitched as Caspian had his arms over her head looking intensely into her eyes. From the smell emitting from him, he was indeed drunk again.
"Oh Susie…I love you so much," he bent his head down and his soft lips brushed against hers. Her small hands found his broad shoulders as she attempted to push him away, his mouth crushed hers. At this point the passion of his kiss was too much for her. She wanted him to stop but at the same time his lips on hers seemed so right. She opened her mouth and allowed him to deepen the kiss. His finger lightly touched her neck; it sent goose bumps all over her body.
He left her lips and gradually started kissing further down until he touched a sensitive spot. She arched against him as her breath quickened, he pulled back and with one strong pull, tore the dress off of her. Against her better judgment, she ran her fingers through his hair and marveled at how soft it was.
He groaned as her fingers grazed his face, he snatched her hand and placed a kiss on her palm. It was a small gesture but very sensual. She moaned as he left a trail of kisses from her neck down to just above the elastic of her panties.
"Don't need these do we?" Then he pulled them down.