Prince Caspian (Alternate version)

Aftermath

Back in the How, Lucy took a doze off on the stone table. She suddenly woke up.

"That wasn't a comfortable sleep." Lucy thought soberly. She got up and walked up to the entrance of the How, and to her surprise, she saw a large crowd of Narnians stood by the entrance as well, looking out to the field.

Lucy looked to the direction where everyone is facing. All of them saw figures walking towards them from a vast distance.

Lucy only saw noticed that the amount of figures weren't dense, because she remembers that the amount was doubled the previous night.

"Oh, goodness..." Lucy said in a depressing voice. "They don't look happy."

She caught sight of Peter and Caspian, both walking angrily. She saw Susan as well, who was walking behind the two, also looking angry. Lucy then turned her attention to everyone else behind them, all looking angry.

"Something terrible must have happened." Lucy said and then turned to the other onlookers and all of them wore an edgy expression as if they were thinking the same thing.

"What happened, Peter?" Lucy asked worriedly.

Peter glared at her as if he wants to ask for a death wish on her. He did not answer and then stared at Caspian.

"Ask him." He said indignantly.

"Peter!" Susan snapped hoarsely.

"Me?" Caspian demanded. He stopped walking. "You could've called it off, there was still time!"

"No, there wasn't, Caspian." Peter said resentfully. "If you'd kept to the plan, those soldiers might still be alive right now!"

Everyone stopped walking and all turned to Peter's direction.

"And if you'd just stay here like I said they definitely would be!" Caspian almost yelled back.

"You called us, remember?" Peter asked.

Caspian said nothing for a while. Everyone looked at each other.

"My mistake..." Caspian muttered.

"No." Peter said. "Your first mistake was think you could lead these people!"

As Peter turned to walk off into the How, Caspian's face grew red.

"Hey!" He screamed. Peter turned back to Caspian. "I'm not the one who abandoned Narnia!" He said sulkily.

Peter's blood boils with rage. Susan and Lucy looked at each other. They never seen Peter this angry before.

"What the fuck did you just say?" He hissed in a terrible voice. Everyone began to shake with fear.

"I said I'm not the one who abandoned Narnia." Caspian said cooly, yet angrily.

"You invaded Narnia!" Peter said accusingly, pointing his finger at Caspian. "You have no more right to it than Miraz does!"

"Get out of my way." Caspian said, and shoved pass Peter.

"You, him, your father!" Peter shouted. Caspian froze at the mention of his father. "Narnia's better off without the lot of you!"

Then Caspian shouted and flew his blade at Peter, but Peter did the same and both of them pointed their swords to the other's throat before a voice yelled out, "Stop it!"

It was Edmund's voice. They both turned to him and saw that he was carrying Trumpkin's body and laid him to the ground.

"Someone help him!" Susan cried out.

Everyone crowded around Trumpkin as Lucy pulled out her healing cordial and gave a tiny pour on Trumpkin's mouth.

"What happened?" Lucy asked worriedly.

"He was knocked out badly, Lucy." Edmund said unhappily.

"Oh, gosh..." Lucy said hopelessly.

Just then, Trumpkin coughed and everyone sighed in relief.

"What happened?" He asked everyone.

"We saved you." Susan said cheerfully.

"You need help?" Lucy asked.

"I'm great." Trumpkin said. As he stood up and looked at Lucy with glowing eyes. "Thank you, Dear Little Friend."

The three younger siblings looked at each other and smiled.

Peter scoffed and walked into the How, with his siblings sighed with disgust and frustration.

As everyone retreated, Bastila joined up with the three.

"You guys are okay?" She asked them.

"We're good, thanks." Edmund said. As he pulled away from his sisters and stepped off for a bit with Bastila, he hugged her slightly.

"I'm so glad you're okay." Edmund said and pulled her tight. "I almost thought that I lost you."

"I have that same feeling, but we can't worry about that now." Bastila said. "You think Peter's okay?"

Edmund looked at her and couldn't think how to answer her.

"Honestly, I don't know..." Edmund said in a depressing voice.

"Look, I need to walk off and wash this outfit, so I'll talk later." Bastila said and then walked off.

Edmund returned to his siblings. Lucy hugged him tight, with tears draining down from her eyes.

"I'm so happy that you're okay, Edmund." Lucy said tearfully. Edmund pulled her to his chest and softly stroke her head.

"I'm so glad to be back with you." Edmund said sadly.

"Is Peter going to be okay?" Lucy asked fearfully.

Edmund looked at her and turned away from her direction. He looked at her again. "I don't really know, but I miss what he was like..." He said unhappily.