King Caspian X

I know all about beginning anew. After Miraz was gone and I was named King of Narnia, taking my place was a new start for everyone. Not just for the Telmarine people, but for everyone in Narnia. It was also one of the hardest days I faced. I had grown so accustomed to seeing the Pevensies, all of them, each day as the journey toward freeing Narnia passed. And then I stood as they said good-bye, knowing I would never see Peter or Susan again. But I had to wonder if I would ever see Edmund... or Lucy... again. Centuries had passed between the time they had ruled Narnia themselves and the second time they were returned to Narnia. What if it was that many again? I would be gone when they returned.

I got lucky. Lucy and Edmund returned just three years later for me. I didn't know it was them when we dove into the water to rescue three figures in the ocean. I didn't know it was her that my arms came around until she spoke my name. And I felt another beginning start then.

If only I had known, then, just how shortlived it would be. Because beginning anew is sometimes the hardest thing to face, especially when you realize that you are doing so when part of your heart is missing.

Muse: Caspian
Fandom: The Chronicles of Narnia
Word Count: 226
Disclaimer: I do not own anything.

As I stand on the beach, listening to Lucy and Edmund speaking. To Reepicheep telling Aslan that he wishes to go to His country, I realize that I have been here before. I've stood here before and felt my heart being squeezed, though not nearly as tight that time.

Just three years ago, I had to let them go. I had to let her go. Though at the time, I never realized that it was her I ached for. I thought it was her sister, but it was not. The Valiant one was just a little girl then. Some would say she still was, but she had matured and grown into a beauty that was obvious then.

I let my thoughts drift some as we watch Reepicheep take the small boat over the waves and disappear to Aslan's country forever. It's her words that bring me back to the here and now. Back to where I've been before.

"This is our last time here, isn't it?"

I felt my heart constrict at the words. This couldn't be. No, this couldn't be the last time I would see them. Or her. But as I hug her good-bye, I shouldn't be surprised.

After all. I've been here before.

Muse: King Caspian
Fandom: The Chronicles of Narnia
Words: 206
Disclaimer: I do not own Caspian or The Chronicles of Narnia.