Hey guys! So this is a one shot I wrote for my friend, for her collection of short stories but I decided to publish it so here it goes!

Once upon a time, in the Magical land of Narnia, someone was sitting on a bench in the beautiful palace gardens, escaping the horrendous party; and someone else was just working up the nerve to talk to her.

"They are beautiful aren't they Queen Susan?" She sprang up from her bench when she heard a familiar Telmarine accent (what would be called a Spanish accent here.),

"Yes, the stars like this never used to be as clear in England, all the smoke from the factories would cloud the sky, also it's just Susan." She answered,

"Alright Qu- Susan, in that case its just Caspian, not Prince Caspian, also what are... fecataries?" He asked confused, she laughed as his accent stumbled and jumped over the unfamiliar word,

"Factories. They are buildings that make different stuff, sometimes weapons, sometimes robots." She explained,

"Do you miss your world?"

"No, I never belonged there, I wouldn't have any friends and flunked in all my classes, except science. Science was the only interesting class."

"So star's are actually people right?" He asked,

"Thats right, they are said to be extremely beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you." Caspian whispered, she blushed profusely,

"Thank you. Why were you running away?" She asked changing the topic, his face immediately dropped, "You don't have to answer you know." She quickly said,

"It's alright, it's about time I told someone."

"In that case, why don't you sit down?" She asked gesturing to her bench, he slowly walked over and sat down,

"You see, my parents, the king and queen of Telmar died mysteriously one night in their sleep when I was just 7 so all the decisions were to be made by the council till I was old enough to decide. But my uncle Miraz was not satisfied with that, he wanted to be king so." He paused for a breath, she placed her hand on his shoulder,

"I won't be offended if you don't tell me you know, I know that loosing your parents is hard, mine died during the war last year." But he continued anyway,

"So he planed to murder me. The only reason that I lived this long is because he did not have his own heir. But that changed soon. The night I fled Lady Prunaprismia had given birth to a son, the minute Miraz knew that he had an heir, he sent General Glozell to kill me. But my professor warned me mere seconds before he got their so we hid in a secret room, then before I fled he gave me this." He held up a horn with a lion carved on it,

"My horn." She said, he passed it to her but she shook her head, denying his offer.

"And he told me what really happened to my parents." At the end of his story his eyes were watering,

"I'm so sorry Caspian." She whispered. She above all people knew what it was like to lose a loved one. She hugged him and he returned it,

"Its alright, all I dream of now is a better future for me, perhaps one with you and your siblings. I have taken a liking to dueling with Edmund, though he wins most every time. I only happen to win if I cheat." He smiled, lightning the mood. However Susan didn't smile, instead it faded;

"Thats what I'm worried about," She sighed. "Who's to say that Aslan will let us stay? As much as I would love to stay, who's to stay that Aslan will let us?" Her voice cracked and Caspian put his arm around her.

"He will, he must!" In a much smaller voice he added, "What would I do without you?" Little did they know that watching them from another balcony, watching them was a blond boy, shaking his head, very much wanting to punch Caspian till his head came off.

"You need to let her go Peter, you can't watch over her forever."

"How? How can I let her go Lu? Today Aslan told me that he wished to speak with us tomorrow. Do you know what tomorrow is? It's Caspian's coronation." Sighing Peter beckoned Lu over to him. "We don't get to stay here Lucy."

"I know Peter, but let her have her time. Maybe it will help her feel better."

"When did you get so wise Lucy?"

"Don't forget Peter, I'm 12, plus 15 golden age years, technically I'm 27." And with that Lucy ran off to find Edmund.


~The Next Day~

Sprinting down the stairs he nodded to a Telmarine servant girl, still looking for Aslan. Finally he found him, walking with Peter and Susan on each side of him, not wishing to disturb their conversation he turned to leave,

"Your majesty." Aslan spoke, turning to him. Caspian's eyes caught on to Susan's and in that moment he knew what Aslan was talking to them about. Leaving. His stomach twisted,

"We are ready, everyone has assembled." Nodding to them one more time he turned back to the courtyard.

"Narnia belongs to the Narnians just as it does to man, any Telmarines who want to stay and live in peace are welcome to. But for any of you who wish, Aslan will return you to the home of our forefathers." He finished gesturing to Aslan.

"Its been generations since we left Telmar." One of the lords shouted from the crowd.

"We're not referring to Telmar, your ancestors were seafaring brigands, pirates run aground on an island. There they found a cave, a rare chasm that brought them here from their world. The same world as our kings and queens." Aslan said. Susan shared a surprised look with her siblings, that would explain their accent.

"It is to that island I can return you to." He finished. When no one spoke up he added, "it is a good place for any who wish to make a new start."

"I will go." A voice came up from the crowd, he looked their in surprise and saw Glozelle. "I will accept the offer." Bowing his head in respect he let him pass.

"So will we." He looked up again and to his surprise he saw Prunaprismia and another lord. They walked together to Aslan.

"Because you have spoken first, your fortune in that world will be good." Aslan said, he blew on them and turned to the tree behind Caspian. The ancient trunk creaked and twisted, forming a passage. Exchanging a glance with Caspian, Glozelle led Prunaprismia through the portal, vanishing. He spun around in bewilderment as they disappeared.

"He's killed them!"

"How do we know he is not leading us to our deaths!?" A few Telmarines shouted from the crowd however the Narnians knew better.

"Sire, if my example can be of any service, I will take 11 mice through with no delay."The valiant Reepicheep said. However Aslan turned to Susan and Peter.

"We'll go." Peter said.

"We will?" Lucy asked?

"Come on, our times up." He said turning to her Edmund and Susan. "After all, we're not really needed here anymore." Turning to Caspian Peter handed him his beloved sword Rhindon, which had served him well through many battles.

"I will look after it until your return." Caspian replied dutifully.

"But thats just it, we're not coming back." Caspian turned to Susan with a pained look in his chocolate colored eyes.

"But why?" Lucy asked, turning to Aslan. "Have they done something wrong?"

"Quiet the opposite dear one, but all things have their time."

"It's alright Lu," Peter started, "Its not how I thought it would be but it's alright. One day you'll see to. Come on." He finished looking every bit the Golden age king he was said to be. They started saying their goodbyes and Susan walked up to Caspian.

"I'm glad I came back," She said,

"I wish we had more time together." The sadness in his voice was clear, as was the sadness in hers.

"It would never have worked anyways," Caspian's face furrowed with confusion and hurt,

"Why not?"

"I am 1300 years older then you." She joked. Opening her mouth as if she was going to say something else, she changed her mind and turned away. At the last minute however she felt a tug at her heart, and turned around and kissed him, returning the kiss they finally pulled away and he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. She could feel his tears and she was crying as well, he was her first love and first kiss, letting him go was killing her.

"Please stay Susan, I love you." He whispered, she turned to Aslan silently begging him to let them stay. For she knew that however quiet they were the great lion would hear them. Smiling he stepped forward.

"Peter Pevensie, Son of Helen and Daniel Pevensie, Susan Pevensie, Daughter of Helen and Daniel Pevensie, Edmund Pevensie, Son of Helen and Daniel Pevensie, and Lucy, Daughter of Helen and Daniel Pevensie. Is it your wish to stay in Narnia, till the end of your lives?" Aslan asked. Susan could hardly believe her ears, looking at the rest of her siblings the same thought, Yes.

"Yes!" They all shouted, Aslan chuckled,

"Then it will be done." She turned to Caspian with glee and he picked her up and spun her around, neither of them cared about the watching crowd, finally setting her down he whispered in her ear,

"Susan Pevensie, Queen of Narnia. Over the time we have been together I fear I have fallen for you. I have fallen for you deeply." He took a deep breath, "Queen Susan Pevensie, Queen of the Horn, Archer Queen, Gentle Queen. Marry me."

Sooooooo! What do you think? Should I make another chapter? How was this one? Let me know through PM or reviews! Also sorry, but how the heck do you write proposals? I completely suck at it so sorry!