Hearts Connected As One

Chapter 10 - Battle Plans:

So he does know who I am. I guess that would be Trufflehunter's doing. I turned around and said the only thing that I could force out without having an emotional meltdown. I don't know whether to be angry, upset, excited, nervous or hopeful.

I moved my messy brown braid over my shoulder as my hazel eyes met his deep brown ones. Something about his eyes makes me feel safe, they feel strangely familiar to me.

"Hello, Caspian." My voice was weak and trembled slightly. I didn't want it to come out like that. I am normally a brave tough warrior, left with the responsibility of protecting the Narnians but right now I am just a scared little girl being reunited with her brother after 15 years and that is exceedingly difficult to admit.

"It's really you... You-You're alive." He forced out slowly. He appeared to be mirroring my emotions. He took a step closer and pulled me into a tight embrace which I immediately reciprocated. Neither of us said anything, the sound of the Narnian's cheering was making the moment even more special. However, there are no words that need to be said at this point. At this moment, we had each other and everything seemed to be okay.

It was something neither of us realised we needed for 15 years. After all, he wasn't aware I was still alive until a few days ago and for the rest of the time, he believed I had died at birth shortly after our mother.

"I can't believe you are here in front of me. Alive... ¡Te extrañé tanto, mi pequeño ángel!"

{Translation - I missed you so much, my little angel.}

"Yes Caspian, I am alive... just." I laughed slightly before explaining how our dear old Uncle Miraz tried to have Trumpkin and myself drowned. Caspian explained how he ended up outside my house the other night as we continued to joke and laugh with each other. From this point on we had solidified a true bond that would take an awful lot to break.

Before we all continued walking, I took a glance around at the rest of the Narnians. My family was finally starting to feel complete. Everyone had a smile on their face after watching me and Caspian being reunited.

As we walked, Trufflehunter told stories of me as a child (much to my dismay!) All the Pevensies, Narnians and Caspian laughed whenever an embarrassing story was told, as I turned a vibrant shade of scarlet.

We continued to walk through the forest towards the remains of Aslan's How. I stayed close to the Kings and Queens of old, Trumpkin, Trufflehunter, Nikabrik and Caspian. I had noticed that Caspian kept stealing glances back at me every so often, probably because we were scared that the other would just disappear into thin air. I know because I kept doing the same thing.

It wasn't awkward talking to Caspian like I had assumed it might be. Even though we had been separated for so long, we were able to converse as though we had known each other forever. I liked it. It was comforting, like a new piece of home.

Caspian was telling me about our father and what he could remember of our mother when we overheard Trufflehunter and Nikabrik talking to Trumpkin.

"So," Trufflehunter enquired excitedly (it had always been his dream to meet the Pevensies.) "What are they like?"

I thought about it for a moment, I really like the Pevensies. "They're..." I started to join in with their conversation before Trumpkin interrupted.

"Malcontents, complainers," Trumpkin said gruffly, his left hand resting on the hilt of his sword as usual. "Stubborn as mules in the morning."

"They sound like Guinevere," Nikabrik commented, causing everyone around to laugh, including Edmund.

"Oi!" I complained before I was once again interrupted but this time by Nikabrik.