Mist and Mystery at Calormen's Grove

A Moment of Interrupted Peace

A/N: After watching Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian, I was intrigued by the faint outline of a romantic story presented for Caspian and Susan (however far from the books it was). This story is my attempt at taking what the movies started - and continue spinning the wheel of that. This story takes place three years after Prince Caspian (Narnian time) and thus "replaces"Voyage of the Dawn Treader.

I've read the Narnia books as a child - over 10 years ago, and can't say I remember much. So there are few nods to the written stories in this, though I'm attempting to do my research. If this doesn't follow book details that fans are expecting, I simply want to point out that it is not my intention to degrade the wonderful works of Lewis at all. This is merely my version of something that could have been in the movies.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all rights belong to Disney, Warner Brothers, C S Lewis and/or anyone else affiliated with the amazing works.

Story: After the events of Prince Caspian, the four Pevensie siblings return to Narnia - without any explanation. With Caspian's aid, Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy must realize the reason of their return before the mystery consumes them. This turns out to be a harder challenge than their previous turns to Narnia as they battle their emotions, new foes and each other. Caspian/Susan.

I originally updated this story to ff.net, so you can also find it there.

Also, for this story the ages of the Pevensies are as follows: Peter 19, Susan 18, Edmund 16, Lucy 14.

Chronicles of Narnia: Mist and Mystery at Calormen's Grove

1. A moment of interrupted peace

The gentle breeze of the cool, playful wind swept past the open landscape, making the grass on the field dance back and forth in slow concord. It was almost like a soft waltz, yet with playful twists and turns, taking the grass every which way by gentle, steering puffs of fresh air.

Susan Pevensie tilted her head to the side as she watched the green field dance to the unsung tunes only the wind could hear. For a second she allowed herself to indulge in memories of Narnia, the wonderful, magical land she'd left behind little over a year ago. Almost as soon as the happy memories of her past as Queen of Narnia had entered her mind, as soon did she attempt to repress them once more. Thinking about that past would only hurt for she was well aware that she would never see the land again. Aslan, the might lion, had said so himself during her last visit. Neither Susan nor her elder brother Peter would ever return but had instead been forced to say their final farewell to the land that had been their home.

Susan's future was in the real world. The sooner she could forget about those joyous and adventurous days in the far-off fairy tale land, the better.

Their last adventure, which had taken place many years after the Pevensie siblings Golden Age in Narnian time, had been because of one young man's call for aid. The young Prince Caspian had required assistance in gaining his rightful throne and in the end had succeeded with the help of the Pevensie siblings, making Susan and Peter's goodbye to Narnia possible.

Susan could still remember dark, piercing eyes scrutinizing her both curiously and timidly at the same time. A handsome, thin face that still needed to grow a bit before it would mature into the face of a strong king, but with the determined chin to make it all the way. Caspian had expressed worry at the time that he had not been ready for the task ahead, but Aslan had seen what everyone else, too, had realized existed in the prince's heart – due to his honest doubts and caring hand, Caspian would be the right man for the throne of Narnia.

The Pevensie girl wondered how much time had passed in Narnia since that adventure and if the young king perhaps had turned old and grey already. Compared to English time, Narnian time seemed to gallop by so swiftly. Susan and her siblings had been back in England for three years before Caspian had called them back, while 1300 years had passed in Narnia. Now when another year had passed in England, it was highly possible that the reign of the Telmarine king had ended long ago. The solemn thought did little to pull Susan's mind from her memories.