Disclaimer: I am aware that I don't own The Chronicles Of Narnia, or any of its characters... (read the books so far, reading the last one) (not exactly what I expected, but brilliant in its own way...)

First of all, sorry that it took me this long to update, I bought and am reading the books, which is one of the reasons that it took me so long.

I also replotted... everything (the outcome of that is better then the original!)

This chapter will be boring to some, but its fundamental for my story, and a vague beginning of the plot...

Have a nice, long (sorry for that, got carried away :p)

Back In Narnia

Susan shivered as a faint breeze swept over her sleeping body. "Nadia, I don't have a problem with you stargazing, but could you please close the window?" she muttered to a roommate that wasn't even there.

Not getting a reply from anyone, Susan grunted and felt around her for her covers, but frowned when her fingers touched what seemed to be soft grass. "This can't be right…" Susan sat up and looked around her, when realization hit her, she cursed in a way that would even made the most fierce Viking blush; she found herself to be in the inner court of Cair Paravel. Alone, unarmed and wearing nothing but a nightgown.
Cursing again, Susan stood up.

"My, my… I never thought that I would ever hear those words coming out of such a lovingly young lady like you," A deep voice came from behind her. Susan turned around so quickly that she nearly toppled over. A man with raven black hair and beard, curious, but friendly looking brown eyes and wearing a armor suited for a nobleman, smiling down at her from his black and armored horse. Which he gracefully descended. "Lord Percival, at your service my cursing lady," He introduced with a bow. He then gestured around him. "Cair Paravel… home of the Kings And Queens of the Golden Age, and safe keeper of many, many stories and legends. It sure must've been a sight in his day… A castle that would put all castles to shame…" His eyes sparkled as he looked around, dreaming of a long lost era. "But surely, you know the stories…" Lord Percival turned his gaze at Susan again, with a smile that gave him a boyish look.

"More than you, I'm sure," Susan smiled, shivering again as another breeze found her. "You don't have a torch with you, do you?" She asked hopefully, thinking of her warm dresses that laid in the treasure room.

Lord Parsifal's smile grew even wider. "As a matter of fact, I do… let me lit it for you," A moment later, he handed her the torch with the merrily dancing flames.

"I'll be right back, going to change before I shiver myself to death…" Susan said with a grin. She liked Lord Percival, who seemed to be a true gentleman, and a loyal friend.

"Yes, meanwhile, I'll set the table and then the dinner party can get started… though I'm not really dressed for a formal dinner…" With a grin, and a bow, Lord Percival turned to his horse and started to retrieve all kinds of things from the saddlebags.

Susan carefully walked down the stone steps, not able to withhold a smile as the treasures, and memories, of Cair Paravel became visible. Because all the gold, silver and the gems reflected the light, the room was brighter then she could've imagined, seeing as she prepared herself for some serious game of hide and seek with her belongings.

She placed the torch in a torch holder, and walked over to her chest, that stood in front of a sculpture of her, made of ivory. She admired the carver for his endless patience and excessive precision.

Susan let out a sigh of contentment as the soft, warm dress gently hugged her features. It was of a faint blue color, and made of what seemed a mixture of silk and velvet. The sleeves were tight on her arms, but hung wide over her wrists. The shoes were simple, but elegant all the same; made of soft leather, and coated with soft blue satin.

When she came back to the inner court, she was astonished. A soft blanket was spread out over the grass, with a various amount of food and wine, accompanied by two silver goblets, and two silver plates.

"Where you expecting to meet someone on your journey?" Susan asked with raised eyebrows.

"No… but a wise old man once told me: 'If you meet a stranger on your path, don't fear or avoid him, but enjoy his company and share your food and wine,' don't know if he meant that literally though…" Lord Percival frowned in thoughts before he clapped in his hands. "Well then, dinner is served… I have magnificent company, and the stars are smiling and winking down at us, so why ask questions that don't even matter, hmm?" He raised a eyebrow in amusement and gestured to the blanket. "Please, my lady, have a seat and feast with me,"

Susan couldn't hold in a giggle and sat down. "What's the occasion? Or is it a question that doesn't really matters?" she asked with a grin.

"Yes, and no… there's so many things to celebrate… meaning that you can always find a excuse to stuff yourself with glorious food and wine…" Lord Percival winked as he poured the wine out. "Tonight however, I have a few good reasons, and a few very good reasons… Firstly, I finally managed to actually visit Cair Paravel, where I met an extraordinary young lady who can curse better than anyone I know," his eyes shone with amusement as Susan blushed. "And the fact that I'm on my way to Telmar Castle, where I can finally meet King Caspian, in order to tell him that the Empire of Calormen divided itself into four parts, well… three actually, seeing as West and North Calormen are allies… but the empire is no longer ruled by one Tisroc, in fact, the Tisroc only rules the Northern Calormen. South and East Calormen agreed on living peacefully with North and West, as long as possible… But the Tisroc is angered for losing half his empire and is, according to our spies, preparing for a war. I came to warn his majesty, the noble King of Narnia, that a war is nearby, and to ask his alliance," Lord Percival took a bite of cold turkey, and a sip of wine before he continued. "If King Caspian x, the most noble of kings, would agree on a alliance, we, the South and East of Calormen would for all eternity declare our alliance to him, and share our wealth, food and men, Narnia could trade with our kingdoms… in war it would be indestructible… together we could overthrow the Tisroc and finally live in peace," Lord Percival sighed. "Just a question, when Narnia was in war with the Telmarines… did the Kings and Queens really came back to fight with him? To defend Narnia?"

"Yes, that is indeed true, King Caspian's professor found, after many years of searching, the Horn of Queen Susan, which, according to legend, would summon the Kings and Queens of Old. Caspian blew on it and not only did the, suppressed and in hiding, Narnians gathered to prepare a war to get their kingdom back. But also brought the Kings and Queens of Old back to Narnia, after disappearing thousands of years earlier," Susan told him with a smile, deciding that it would be best that Lord Percival didn't found out who she was yet.

"Yes, Queen Susan's Horn… almost as legendary as the Queen herself…" Lord Percival said with a dreamy look in his eyes. "Her beauty was enough for a foolish Prince to send two hundred horses over the seething dessert, in a ridiculous attempt to abduct her when she rejected him… her kindness warmed the hearts of the broken, never was there a queen like her…"

"You seem very fond of her, my Lordship," Susan smiled.

"Indeed… during my childhood, I saw her like the mother I never had, and during my teenage years, I truly lost my heart to her… And now, I'm even looking for a wife that has all of her qualities… in short, I'm obsessed, but just a little," Lord Percival smiled boyishly.

"If she would, mysteriously, appear in front of you, what would you say to her?" Susan asked, not willing to let that opportunity pass her by.

"I would throw myself at her feet, kissing her dress. If I'm privileged to feel her touch, I would cherish it. If she spoke, I would ask the world to be silent, so I could hear her voice better. I'd forever be her faithful servant… If I could find the courage to talk to her, I promise to adore, worship and love her like I wouldn't for another woman, and if I ever had the honor to die for her, I would do just that without remorse or thinking twice. She would be everything I'd live for…" Lord Parcival sighed. "If I was a King, I would drop on my both knees, and offer her my kingdom… If I was a god, I would offer her the world and all its treasures and wisdom… you surely must think of me as a foolish, love struck boy, who's obsessed with a Queen he would never see…" Lord Percival bowed his head, as if in shame. "But that's how I, and a lot of other men, think of her, and nothing in the world can ever change that,"

"How I think of you, my Lordship, is none of the things you said. You found me, a stranger, in the ruins of a castle. You never questioned me about as why I'm here, without even so much as a torch and in my nightgown. Yet you offered me a torch so I could see, a fire so I could warm myself, and food and delicious wine so I could feed myself. Not to mention the kind and interesting company that his Lordship offered me. You treated me as a honored guest, while most men would've taken advantage of me in ways to cruel to describe… You're a kind, honorable and compassionate man, and therefore you're more of a king than the most I've met…" Susan said, smiling gently at the man in front of her.

"You met a lot of kings?" Lord Percival asked, surprised.

"A while ago…" Susan said vaguely, still not wishing to reveal who she truly was. "But forgive me, for I do not wish to talk about that,"

Lord Percival bowed his head. "I wouldn't have the dignity to call myself Lord if I couldn't find it in my heart to give in to the will of such a beautiful young lady as yourself," Lord Percival stood up and bowed deeply. "And therefore, my lady, I would ask you to give me the honor to be your humble guide, and fierce protector, let me guide you to Telmar Castle, I personally would see to it that you would be treated as a lady there, for a lady you are,"

"I'd love to accept your loyal gesture, my lordship, but I do not wish to burden you in any way," Susan said, remembering more and more of usage, and speech of the noble.

"How can my lady be a burden? And if it was, it would be a honor to bear," Lord Percival bowed again.

"My lord, the journey is long and the sun can be seething…" Susan began.

"Then I suggest that we better leave now… If we travel during the night, there is no chance that the sun would burn your delicate skin, and flies would bother you," with that, he started to pack his horse again. When he did that, he turned to the apple trees and whistled.

A snow white horse, with purely white manes came running. He stopped right in front of Lord Percival. "You called, my lord?"

Susan was taken aback, in Narnia, it wasn't custom to ride a talking horse. (except in war)

"Yes, my dear Cyrus, I was wondering… could you give the lady the honor to ride you?" Lord Percival talked to the horse as his equal, which Susan immediately noticed.

Cyrus walked to Susan, took one glance at her and sank through his knees at once. "The honor would be completely mine, my queen," he said softly, barely above a whisper. Susan took a glance at Lord Percival, but saw that he didn't noticed any of this, since he was still preparing his horse.

"Don't tell his lordship that I'm a Queen," Susan said, stroking the beautiful head of Cyrus.

"But, my Queen, you're the Queen of Queens, Mother of Narnia, as we Narnians say… How can his Lordship not know?" Cyrus asked in confusion.

"He is the only one that treated me as a queen without even knowing I am one…" Susan answered.

"His lordship is a kind and loving man… rich or poor… in his eyes, we're all equally loved and equally blessed by Aslan. And for that, I allow him to ride me… but never did he treat me as if I was a dumb, non talking horse," Cyrus said, the love for his master was clearly audible in his voice. "Climb on my back… I'm afraid that I don't have a saddle…"

Susan kissed the talking horse's head. "Thank you…"

Cyrus closed his eyes at her touch. "No thank you…"

Susan used a stone of the ruin as a step so she could climb Cyrus' back.

"Take my manes… don't be afraid of hurting me, your Majesty would never be able to do that…" Cyrus said in his deep reassuring voice.

Susan did as he said and soon found herself in a comfortable riding position.

"As soon my lady is ready?" Lord Percival said, mounting his horse also.

"As ready as I'll ever be… I'm so sorry Cyrus!" Susan exclaimed as she accidentally kicked his flanks.

"No harm done… as I said before, Your Majesty can never hurt me," Cyrus said gently, starting to walk towards Lord Percival.

"Your touch is as soft and gentle as your name," Cyrus said as Susan stroke his neck.

"Quite a charmer isn't he?" Lord Percival asked as Cyrus caught up with him.

"Yes, but that's what makes him so adorable," Susan laughed, stroking the horse again.

"Please, my lady, I'm not half as adorable as you are…" Cyrus said with a shook of his head.

"He has a point there…" Lord Parcival laughed.

They travelled further, talking, laughing and telling stories (Mostly told by Lord Percival)

Cyrus seemed to know a lot more about Narnia then Susan remembered, barely a few hours after sunrise they stood at the shore of river Beruna. Where Lord Percival suggested to take a break. Cyrus disagreed, saying that it was merely two hours riding to the castle of King Caspian, and therefore not worth to dismount.

Susan had to admit that he had a point, and promised the Lord that he would drink wine at the closest inn, at her expense, on which Lord Percival laughed that he could never allow a lady to pay anything for him. On which Susan answered that she'd at least would buy Cyrus the finest oath.

Soon enough, they reached the Capital Gate, which was flanked by two guards, whom both sported a red lion on their shields.

"Ah, Telmar Castle… Finally," Lord Percival sighed.

Susan agreed with him, but also felt nervous about the reuniting with King Caspian, seeing that she just boldly walked up to him and kissed him, the last time she saw him… and the fact that she was unsure of what to do with him; she had feelings for him (past two and a halve month had been hell for her) but she knew that, sooner or later, she had to leave him again. Would she truly burden them both again with the agony of an impossible love?

"Is my lady nervous?" Lord Percival asked, braking Susan's thoughts.

"A little," she admitted with a smile.

"Don't worry my lady, I would protect you from any harm…" Lord Percival said with dignity.

"That's very kind of you my lord, but it's not fear that troubles me," Susan said while biting her lip.

"Come on my lady, I'm sure that the king would be just as fond of you as I am…" Lord Percival tried to reassure her.

"I'm sure…" Susan muttered. "That's the problem..."

My ending note for this chapter is the same as the previous,

I only need to know if 'the readers' are interested enough to continue with this story, it WILL get more interesting, I promise...

Thanks for all the reviews, I would never dream of so many that actually wants to read more of this...

I don't know when the next chapter is going to be up, I don't have a computer of my own, so I can't always write...

The next chapter continues this one, (it was supposed to be 1 chapter instead of two, but that would've been a chapter of over 5000 words, and i thought it to be a little bit too long...

Chapter 3 is in full creation... but not sure when its going to be done, seeing that i can't finish it this night (its 1.17 in the morning here)

hmm... yes, one mor thing, I'm reading the books now, and there's going to be a fex spoilers of the book The Horse And His Boy, but not so that its nessecery to read the books, Questions about the books, my storyline, or questions about writing itself, ask me; I'm a Beta Reader, i'm just not registered here as one (that would be a little bit much, seeing as i already am a Beta on a few sites.

I know that my grammar and spelling isn't what it should be, I learned English myself; never had that in school. when you see a 'big' grammar or spelling error, let me know what it is... i'm still learning...