High Queen Layla, It Has A Nice Ring To It...

Chapter 4: Visions, Pessimists, and Bears.

As they embarked on their journey, Layla began to feel faint. She tripped a few times and stumbled every few seconds, and after a few minutes of her constant stumbling, Peter told her to climb on his back.

Layla only argued for a minute until she had another dizzy spell. Finally she climbed onto his back and almost immediately the visions began.

The first one was in a little hut with a man a dwarf and... A badger?

"Since when did we open a boarding house for Telmarine Soldiers?" The dwarf said.

"I'm not a soldier." The man said with offense, "I am Prince Caspian. The Tenth."

There seems to be a silent gasp from the badger and the dwarf.

"What are you doing here?" the dwarf asked.

The man, Caspian, looked sad as he answered. "Running away." This surprised the two others. "My Uncle has always wanted my throne." He strolled over putting the fire poker that Layla had missed before in a little case. "I suppose I have only lived this long because he did not have an heir of his own." He said watching the fire.

The scene switched then to another night. Peter and herself were missing from the scene, while Susan and Lucy were asleep, and down by the water was Yvainne, her feet dangling above the water, Edmund approached her slowly.

"Where do you think Peter and Layla are?" Yvainne asked him as he came to sit next to her.

"Probably off either arguing or finally realizing how much they love each other." Edmund said with a disgusted face that matched Yvainne's.

"You never answered my question before, about if you had anyone you cared for." Yvainne pointed out then.

Edmund looked away then with a disappointed look on his face. "I was hoping you had forgotten." He told her.

"There's a reason Layla calls me the Elephant. I have an amazing memory." Yvainne told him with a smile. "Now tell me."

"I don't think that's the best idea. She'll never like me anyways." Edmund muttered his eyes on the river.

"Any girl who doesn't like you is a fool. You're amazing and sweet, and you know how to make anyone feel special. If she doesn't like you, that's her loss I say. You're one to be held ont-"

Yvainne never finished her sentence, because his lips were on hers then, keeping any other words from coming out, and for a few minutes Layla was forced to watch her little sister make out with Edmund.

Finally, the scene changed once more.

Peter and she were walking through a hallway talking, and flirting and all that, dare she say that he kissed her and held her hand as well, and they were fine until someone cleared their throat and Layla's eyes fell upon two people she thought had been missing.

"Jared? Carissa?"

Layla stared in shock at her long lost brother and sister.

~*~

Yvainne watched the scenery around her with interest, as she sat next to Edmund, her sister lying in front of her, feet in her lap. Edmund looked around with a look like a baby with something new and shiny in front of them. She couldn't help but smile.

Peter was rowing, every once in a while he'd give himself a break from taking in the scenery and look down at the face of the girl who's head was in his lap.

Lucy and Susan were looking around, Lucy with a sad face, and Susan with a face that was filled to the brink with different emotions, varying between sadness and excitement, fear and curiosity.