The Cair Royals

It Was Over.

"Cas..." Susan whimpered as the Prince entered the room, catching Lucy in his arms, who had turned faint as Andrews' body had fallen down in front of her, blood spurting out from the side of his head like a red fountain.

"Free them." Caspian barked to his men. "Drinian, make sure Andrews is really dead, and then I want every single inch of this place scoured and Interpol and Scotland Yard called in. None of these bastards are getting away." He added firmly, setting Lucy down gently beside her sister, whose just-freed hands immediately grasped her in a tight embrace.

"Are any of you in need of immediate medical attention?" He asked, kneeling down in front of the Monarchs- one, two, three, four, five, s- wait. He looked to Edmund, whose bonds were just being untied, "Where's Sanya?"

"Here." Louis called from another door adjoining the room. "I don't know if she's alive, though- fuckin' hell, her back-"

"SHE needs immediate medical attention, Caspian, she's been tortured, she's been tortured, she needs a hospital now-" Lilith spoke urgently, desperation seeping from her tone, helping her sisters-in-law up.

"I'll take her to one of the choppers." Louis nodded, his act of bumbling palace Chef dropped. "You lot follow after-"

"No." Edmund spoke, getting to his feet with some difficulty. "I'm not leaving her again."

"And we're not leaving you." Peter said, joining his brother's side, forcing his shaking to stop. "We're all going."

Louis blinked as everyone nodded in agreement. "Oh- alright then. Best hurry up, then, the nearest private hospital still faraway and I don't know how long she-"

He shut up at the horrifying glares on the Queens' faces, and immediately exited the room, Sanya's unconscious form in his arms, her fiancé and his family at his heels.

"Careful. Careful." Drinian ordered as the unconscious Queen-to-be was lifted into the helicopter.

It was then did her fiancé shrug off the help he was offered and climbed in after her.

"You coming?" Louis's voice came from beside Lilith as he ran to the High Queen, who'd hung back slightly from the Pevensies.

"Coming where?" She asked rather distractedly.

"It'll be a while still until Scotland Yard and that get here- we're going to start rounding them up, they're trying to run. Of course, it's not our fault if we have to 'use force in self-defence'."

"I-"

The redhead looked to her family, Peter's eyes catching hers as he helped his youngest sister into the helicopter.

She wanted to stay with them- she probably should, but- if she could help round the bastards up that did this- the group that she'd once been a part of-

"I'll be there soon."

The exhausted blond's eyes looked near tears once more, "Lil- you said- you said you were over with all this-"

"I am. I will be- let me finish this. Properly."

He hesitated a moment, but after hearing Lucy burst into tears once more behind him, he nodded.

"Just be safe. Meet us at the hospital."

She gave a weak smile of gratitude, pressing her lips to his quickly, desperately.

"I'll see you soon." The redhead promised before Caspian climbed past her, joining the brunette Queen who had her arms around her sobbing sister, yet her eyes seemed to be seeing nothing.

"They'll be fine." Louis reassured his partner quickly, who nodded, eyes dragging themselves from the departing helicopter.

"Never said they wouldn't be." She retorted quickly, accepting the gun he handed her before nodding to the building. "Let's go find our old besties."