A/N- So sorry for the long wait! For the past month I have been packing for the big move, now I'm all situated and back on it. Things are going to pick up in the next chapter, oh do I have a surprise for you lot!

After Lucy had rejected his proposal he had stopped talking to her. Sometimes out of sheer boredom, she would approach him but he would make an excuse and walk away. She dearly missed his conversations and Caspian did not pass up the chance to gloat. She no longer had a friend on the ship or a safe haven, she was completely at the mercy of Caspian and that scared her.

At times she wondered if she made a mistake rejecting him but she reassured herself it was for the best. She was going to find a way to return back to England, Aslan was wrong, Narnia was not her home. But she wasn't an idiot, she knew Aslan's words were the truth and the idea of staying here made her heart drop to the pit of her stomach.

Caspian could have been happier. Since Lucy had thrown his drinks overboard, a whole new and improved Caspian was present, even the crew members noticed, they complimented on his good health but no longer feared any angry outbursts. A glow had returned to his features and Lucy couldn't keep her eyes off of him whenever he was near. He would catch her looking at him and wiggle his eyebrows; Lucy would blush but put him down for his teasing. Charles was not speaking with Caspian either and the news she received was shocking.

"…That doctor is gettin' de next port…something to do with that Lucy girl, she's a nasty piece of work that one…"

"The Prince fired him…that's what I heard."

Lucy hid behind one of the crates as the two crewmen picked up their supplies and climbed the ladder, before they left they made an appalling obscenity about Lucy and laughed loudly as the climbed up. She grimaced as she got a whiff of their odor, she should really talk to Caspian about allowing his men to take more baths. She had climbed down under the deck to pick up a loaf of bread; their meals were served on a tight schedule but the growling from Lucy's stomach protested.

Then her thoughts when back to what she had heard. Charles leaving was all her fault, he would not have to leave if it was not for Lucy but what in the world possessed Caspian to fire his uncle? Surely it wasn't because of his proposal but as she thought more about it, she realized it would be right up Caspian's alley to pull something like this.

With her jaw set, eyebrows furrowed, and fists clenched, she abandoned the appetizing loaf of bread, climbed up the ladder, passes the confused crewman and pushed the prince's doors open. Her jaw dropped when she saw what he was doing. In his bed lay a naked blonde woman who gathered the sheets up to her neck as soon as Lucy came in.

"How the hell did you get her?" She said as she pointed at the nude girl who was reaching for her dress. Caspian did not mind being found in this state; he had stood up, sword in hand ready to pounce at whoever had barged in. Lucy saw everything, by everything she meant everything. She got a better look at his chest and she must admit she was pleased with what she saw. That night when he was heavily drunk, it was too dark for her to see him. He was much more sculpted than she made him out to be, a few specks of dark hair adorned his and Lucy couldn't help but let her eyes wander a little further down.

"It does not concern you." He lowered his sword, "Leave now!"

She took one last look at him and girl and with a humph, turned around and left. How dare he bring a girl on board, did he have no shame? Of course not, he was Caspian, the love struck and hormonal crazed soon-to-be-King with hardly an ounce of self-control. She pressed herself against the railings as she looked onto the ocean, her cheeks were still burning but there was an unfamiliar burning in her chest. She shook her head, there was no way she was jealous.

For the longest time he had feelings for Susan and the brash way he was treating her should not be any indication of an attraction. She lightly smacked her cheeks, she was sure the pink tint was still there, she heard a few of the men whistling as the women ran out of Caspian's quarters and onto the deck. Lucy looked over the horizon and her stomach clenched as the port came near. She swiftly turned as she heard the doctor emerge from his room with a suitcase in hand along with a satchel across his broad shoulders containing all of his equipment.

A wave of nausea hit her as she turned. She closed her eyes briefly and breathed in the salty ocean air, it did her good but her warm body was making it impossible for her to get comfortable. She pulled at her neckline trying to let the cool air hit her sweating body but it was of no avail. She groaned impatiently as Caspian came out, he stood for a few seconds in front his room and looked around and then settled on his prey, her.

"You!"

He grabbed her shoulders and shook her, "You have no right to enter my rooms without my permission!"

"…Please…Caspian, I'm not feeling too well can we discuss this later?" She moved to walk around him but he blocked her path.

"You'll leave my sight when I tell you to. If I even catch you touching my door, I'll throw you overboard and leave you for the sharks…"

Lucy tuned him out as he stood there fuming and scolding her, her eyes tried to seek him out and she smiled slightly as she lay eyes on him. She reached for him, with one hand in air; Charles looked at her for a split second sadly before realizing her state, his eyes widened as he dropped his luggage.

"Charles…" She said hoarsely before everything went black.

"What's wrong with her? Tell me!"

"You have to leave now, this room is being quarantined, and I can't risk you or your crewmen to catch whatever she has."

"What exactly do you think she has?"

"I fear…dare I say it psittacosis…"

"What in the world is that?"

"It is fairly a new disease, I believe to be contracted from parrots, she in no doubt does have all the symptoms. "

"Will she be alright?"

"Good thing we got it early, are you sure she never complained about anything earlier?"

Caspian shook his head.

"With proper medication I can administer, and some rest, she should be finding. Only time will tell…"

Lucy groaned as fell into slumber, it fell kind of good to have the two men work together for once. At least something good can come from her illness, on her end; it was a completely different experience.

Lucy was not in the woods this time but in the river. She squealed as a colorful fish swam by her ankles, it slimy body slithering against her ankles as if teasing her. She trudged against the current, seeking land but a thunderous roar stopped her.

"Aslan!"

"Stay in the water little one."

Confused, Lucy did as he said.

"Why?"

"Duck under."

Again she did what she was told; she came back up sputtering water. She pushed back her wet locks and wiped her eyes.

"How are you feeling?"

"I have some kind of sickness; I feel uh-actually, I feel fine. What's going on Aslan?"

Aslan lowered his head and watched his reflection rippling in the river. "This is no ordinary river little one, this one yields magical powers. It cures ailment, only a few come across it, I wouldn't have brought you here if I didn't know you were destined for something great."

"You know my fortune?"

Aslan's intelligent eyes scanned her, "Yes but I will not tell you. It's always best for one to not know their future, they tend to do some drastic. As well as I know you little one, you are far much in risk to do something."

Lucy smiled meekly.

"It' time for you to go little one."

"But Aslan-"

Her eyes fluttered open as her dream ended. No one was in the room as she propped herself up but she could hear the two men arguing outside the door. She groaned into her hands as she felt a knot in her back. She stood up, stretched herself and sighed as their voice rose higher than the norm. Lucy pushed open the doors and frowned at them.

Caspian was the first to notice her, he smiles and pushed back his uncle and pulled her into a hug.

"Are you alright? Shouldn't you stay in bed? Oh Lucy…" he breathed into her hair, "you scared me."

"I'm fine Caspian, what are you two arguing about now?" She stole a glance at an avoiding Charles. His attention was elsewhere but on her. Her heart dropped as asked a crewmen when they were to arrive to port.

Lucy ignored Caspian's conversation as she pulled away from him, "Yes."

Caspian watched her in bewilderment as her small hands pushed his torso away. An odd itch wanted to grab them and feel the soft texture, to stroke and kiss them. He shook his head as the thoughts invaded his mine. His heart belonged to Susan, Lucy only looked like here but they were polar opposites. For some reason his chest tightened as Lucy walked away from him with her hair fluttering in the breeze and a small smile playing at her lips.

Charles finished talking to the old crewmen before shifting his attention back to Lucy and that's when he heard her soft, 'yes.' He was confused as she approached him, his breath hitched as she laid a delicate hand on her forearm. Her face was still flushed but it gave a pretty touch to her pale features, her eyes were sparkling as she wet her lips.

"Yes, I'll marry you Charles."