FINALLY! Here is the next chapter. Now, before you read, I'd like to say that I haven't really been getting any reviews on my previous chapters….. what's with that guys?

Caspian fell over onto his bed. It'd been a long day. He was trying to help solve the breakout between the Archenlanians. Now Archenland, as he knew it, used to be lovely back in the Golden age. The people were friendly, and the country was prosperous. What more could such a place need now? A governor who governs. The one Miraz had assigned was not a good governor at all. It almost seemed as if he was trying to make Archenland a mad place, so that Caspian would have to come- "Wait a minute…." he thought out loud. Maybe that was it! Maybe the governor was on his dead uncle's side.

He then realized that he might be in danger there. Was the governor trying to overthrow or kill him? Or was he just trying to drive him mad….. Probably the second one. The young king imagined. He gave a long sigh. The bed seemed so empty, even with him in it. He missed Susan… so much. It'd been about a week and a half. " A few more days," he mumbled to himself. A few more days until he was going to be back. He was planning on leaving tomorrow. At least that's how it was going to be until..…

Caspian sat up immediately from the sound of voices in the hall. His deep brown eyes scanned the darkness around him. Quickly, he rose and retrieved a candle. The king very silently opened the door to see who the sound was coming from. It appeared to be soldiers. Soldiers that were under the governor's rule. Just as Caspian was going to close the door, he realized that one of them was holding a dagger. But why? Then a thought occurred to him, and he blew out the candle.

Quickly, he rushed over to the window and looked through it. It was a long way down. The young king slid the window open, grabbed his sword, and hopped out onto the roof. After climbing out, he shut the window so that the soldiers wouldn't know he had escaped. He made it down a level or two, where he rested momentarily. He tried to quiet his breathing, so that he could hear what the soldiers were saying as they came down another hallway.

The soldiers had bumped into the governor. Evilly, the governor smiled, and asked, " Is it done?" The soldiers looked hesitantly back and forth. The governor's smile was fading as he stared at the clean dagger in a soldier's hand. " He wasn't there, my lord." The man stomped cursed at them all. "Should we look for him?" "No! He will be back, perhaps he went for a walk." The soldiers nodded, and they all left.

Caspian climbed back up to his room, shocked at what he had just heard. By "him" did they mean him? Was the governor plotting to kill him after all? He'd have to see. But from then on, he decided that he'd have to be discrete. He crept into bed and closed his eyes, praying that he'd make it back to Telmar….. back to Susan.

"Susan!" Clara yelled as she opened the door to the room. Susan leaped out of her chair, papers and books flying everywhere. Then she looked at the clock. It was late afternoon. Then she looked at where she had just been, and spoke to Clara, " Was I really asleep that long?" Clara nodded. " You were up too late." Susan smiled, " I was only up 'til three in the morning." The maid gasped, " Only? " The queen laughed. " Caspian and I are usually up 'til then anyways," her eyes shifted around the room. Clara shook her head. "You're terrible." " I know. That's what I tell him." Both of the ladies giggled. Then the English girl sighed, " I guess I only slept that late because I didn't have Caspian to wake me up." The maid put her hands on her hips, " So he's your king, your husband, and your alarm clock?" " Yup." The giggling continued for awhile, and after a late lunch, Susan went for a walk.

While walking through the indoor garden Caspian had shown her, the lovely queen started to think about her future with Caspian. As much as she hated to admit it, and thanks to Clara, she pondered about how many children she wanted. Did she want a girl first…. or a boy? What names did she like…. Susan stopped herself. "No Susan," she told herself, " You are too young."

Laughing, she remembered a moment of a similar topic when Caspian and she had been on their honeymoon. They had seen another young couple walking by, with a little one running and skipping with them. Then the English girl silently laughed as she noticed that her new husband watched with amusement as the parents played with the child. Had he ever….. Of course he had thought of children, the queen smiled. Honestly, what else is there to think about when you imagine your future with your lover? "Ah, Caspian," she breathed quietly while watching a fountain bubble over repeatedly.

Caspian was supposed to be back either that very day or the next. Susan couldn't help but to peer through her bedroom window occasionally. She missed her husband. "Your Majesty!" Elena ran in. Surprised, the queen stood up. " Yes, Elena?" " There's a letter for you…" At those words, the lovely queen felt a pulse of excitement run through her veins. She took the letter and read it. Elena, as she now always did, stood next to the queen and waited for the news.

"It's from Caspian….." Susan spoke with only a half smile, because she wasn't so sure that what she was reading was good news. "Oh, really?" Elena noticed the slight look of worry on the queen's face, and tried to hide a grin. Susan carefully placed the letter on the marble bench she had been sitting on, and turned away from Elena in silence. Pretending to care, Elena asked the queen, " What is the news, my lady?" The beautiful queen held back a tear.

"Caspian was almost killed." Elena seemed shocked for a second. Almost? she pondered. With a hint of disdain, the maid spoke again, "Well he's still alive…. is he not?" "He is," the queen's voice was shaky, "But he wrote that he's being pursued." Elena seemed slightly delighted, but smeared a look of worry on her face. " That's terrible…. I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Susan nodded and let a sparkling tear slide down her cheek. " And the worst part is…." she took a deep breath, " He doesn't know when he'll return…. if he returns at all."

" Oh my goodness! Susan, what are we going to do?" Clara hugged the crying queen. " I-I-I don't know," the worried girl breathed. "Let's just hope he and Barthemellow make it safely home." What would she do without him? He was the main reason she stayed in Narnia! Because she knew she'd always be happy with him. But if he was gone….

The young queen wept herself to sleep that starless night. She dreamt of being in England again, without Caspian….which she knew would never happen, but she dreamt it anyways. She was back at the Professor's house with Lucy, Peter, and Edmund. She and Lucy were staring out the cold glass window, watching the raindrops fall from the gray sky. She looked at her attire, an ugly, gray, cotton dress which matched the mood of the day perfectly. Peter was thinking of taking a nap, and Edmund just sat there watching the clock hand turn around the face of the clock. It was a completely monotonous life.

Yellow sunbeams fell through the glass window of the room and danced upon the deep blue silk bedspread of which the queen lie sleeping. She had fallen asleep just as she was, she hadn't changed or even cared to slip under the covers. Slowly, she rose and sat over near her vanity. When she saw her appearance, she gave a long heavy sigh. She was a mess. Her hair had fallen out of it's style, the little makeup she wore was smudged, and her deep green gown was all wrinkly."Things will get better soon…." she told herself, and went to change.

"Your Highness," Barthemellow ran up to the king. "The stable keepers said half our horses escaped during the night." Caspian looked shocked, then he shook his head and rested his elbows on the table. "No," he tersely said. " They didn't escape. They let our horses out." The advisor had a thinking look on his face. "Really…. Why would they-" the look on Caspian's face had answered the question. "They don't want us to go." The king sighed and spoke again,"They don't want me to go……" "But we must!" Barthemellow snapped. Another week had already passed. Both of the men knew that the governor of Archenland certainly didn't want Caspian to leave.

The sky was as black as black could be. Men in black crept out of the governor's castle and silently made it to the stables. Also in black, were Caspian and Barthemellow. The men who still had horses had agreed to sneak back to Telmar with their king and his advisor. They also had to leave some of their things behind, so that way it would take the Governor a little more time to realize they had left, even without some of their belongings. The men who had lost horses had stayed behind to stall the governor as well. Now of course they would notice the missing horses, but luckily one of the horse keepers was on their side, and he said he would come up with a good explanation.

The young and brave king knew that the governor would probably attack him eventually, but he was ready. His army was growing bigger every second, and his men were loyal to him, which would make them fight to the death. He would usually try to settle things between the enemy and he before a war started, but he had a strong feeling that this evil man wouldn't make peace. He was, after all, on Miraz's side. "Are you ready, King Caspian?" Barthemellow rode up behind the king. Caspian took a deep breath and answered, "Yes." Off into the black night they rode, praying they'd make it back to Telmar. Caspian, however, prayed for something different….. that he'd live to see Susan again……

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