Lucy Pevensie is a frail old woman with no husband and no children of her own. What she did have however were nephews, grand-nephews, and a humungous net worth due to the giant success of her books "The Pevensies in Narnia. Her caretaker, Y/N, was a nice woman. She's been taking care of her for seven years. She was kind, honest, bright, and young - only in her late twenties. Lucy really was fond of Y/N, and she was sure that the feeling was mutual. Y/N was different from the other caretakers. She was taking care of her because it was her job and she liked it, unlike others who took the job just to say 'I'm Madame Lucy Pevensie's caretaker' However, the two fought a lot about whether or not Narnia were real. "It's your dementia talking Lucy" "No it's not! Narnia is real, Aslan is real, Caspian is real! It is all real!" Y/N still refuses to believe her, no matter how much she cares for the old woman. But what will happen when one night, they are suddenly swept away to the mystical land with the beautiful beaches, talking animals and unrealistically handsome king? Read on to find out. AUTHOR'S NOTE PLEASAE READ: I don't own the Chronicles of Narnia and it's original characters. They belong to C.S. Lewis. I only own this story, some side characters, and of course Y/N's storyline. This book isn't a "What if you were in Prince Caspian or Voyage of the Dawn Treader" type of fic. This takes place after VoDT. I really hope you enjoy, please comment and vote. Also, Reepicheep never went to Aslan's country.