25. prince caspian

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"Karalyn? Lucy? You awake?" Susan whispered. "Mmhm," Karalyn and Lucy both answered.

Karalyn slowly sat up from Peter's arm, not allowing him to wake up. "Why do you think I didn't see Aslan?"

"You believe me?" Lucy said. "We both do," Karalyn said grabbing Susan's hand. "And well, we got across the gorge," Susan said. "I don't know. Maybe you really didn't want to," Lucy said. 

Meanwhile, Trumpkin was awake and heard everyone the girl said. Susan laid down with her hands under her head. "And I finally got used to the idea of living in England," Sasan explained.

"But you're glad to be here, aren't you," Karalyn whispered. "While it lasts," Susan said. They all laid down, but Karalyn couldn't sleep.

"Karalyn! Susan! Wake up!" Lucy whispered. "Just five more minutes," Susan said. "I'm up," Karalyn said, waking up, yawning and stretching her arms.

Karalyn heard crunching in the bushes, and she quickly grabbed her sword. They both stood up and walked towards the sound. They walked deep through the woods and Lucy walked to a tree. "Wake up, please."

They walked away, towards the bottom of the cliff and they heard more sounds, grunts. "Aslan?" Lucy said and someone grabbed her. Karslyn pulled out her sword and turned to the person who grabbed her.

The person was Peter. "Oh my Aslan," The girl quietly cursed. She looked at the boy, who pressed his fingers to his lips and pulled out his sword. Karalyn drew her sword, assuming that the beast was wild, such as the bear.

Her, with her hood over her head, walked over quietly. Her silence was disturbed when she heard swords clashing. She turned around to a boy and Peter in a battle.

Karalyn jumped in and Later backed out. She kicked the brown-black haired boy's sword out of his hands. Peter swung his sword over the boy, who ducked and the boy kicked him, forcing him down.

As the boy struggled to get his sword, Peter was about to hit him with a rock. "Stop! Stop!" Lucy cried. Karalyn looked around, fawns, badgers, dwarfs, centaurs and wolves gathered around.

Peter looked at the boy who pointed his sword at him, and Karalyn pointed her sword at his. After looking at the boy, she recognized him, but she knew she had never seen him before. "Prince Caspian?" Peter asked.

"Yes. And who are you?" Caspian answered. "Peter! Karalyn?" Susan shrieked. Karalyn took off her hood, making her face visible. Caspian looked at Peter's sword and realized. Then Karalyn's, who had the same words on it. "High King Peter? High Queen Karalyn?"

"I believe you called?" Peter said. "Yes, but.. I imagined you to be older," Caspian said. "We could come back in a few years if you like," Peter began. "No! I mean, its alright. You are not what I expected," Caspian said. "Either are you."

"A common enemy reunites with the oldest of forces," the Badger named Trufflehunter said. "We agistly waited your returns, my lieges," a mouse with a sword named Reepicheep said. "Our hearts and swords are at your service," he said to Karalyn and Peter.

Karalyn smiled. "Oh my gosh, he is so cute," Lucy whispered to her sister. "Who said that!" Reepicheep yelled, pulling out his sword. "Sorry," Lucy said. "Your majesty, with the greatest respect. A knight always apologises with chivalry, but it fits with a knight of Narnia," he said.

"Well, I guess a few of you couldn't have played," Peter said. "Yes indeed, and I have recently put into account getting weapons for your army," Reechipeep exclaimed. "Good, cause we need every sword we can get," Peter explained, turning to Caspian. "Well then, you must be needing your back then," Caspian said, handing Peter his sword.

Then out of nowhere, Caspian said to Karalyn. "And you, are more beautiful then I expected, Queen Karalyn." Karalyn took that into account, showing that she has a boyfriend and that Caspian was flirting with her.

"Um, thank you. But um, that has already been put into account," Karalyn said, walking forward and intertwining her hand with Peter's.

She looked at her boyfriend and chuckled.

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