The Telmarine That Saved Narnia

“Together we have traveled far. Together we have faced adversity. Together we can do it again. So now is not the time to fall to fear’s temptations. Be strong. Never give in. Our world, our Narnian lives, depend on it. Think of the lost souls we’re here to save. Think of Aslan. Think of Narnia.”

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Unlikely Ties | Caspian & Arista

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The mermaid watched Caspian with a keen eye – the last thing she wantedwas to take her attention off of him and then for something to happen to her orto Maria. The last thing she wanted was for him to kidnap her and kill her –even if she had been imagining horror stories like this since the moment shecame upon land with her governess. She bit her bottom lip and swallowed thelump in her throat as she attempted to keep her balance whilst not clinging tothe king any longer. She didn’t want him to take that in any way other than thefact she needed him to stay standing.

Arista was somewhat glad that Caspian knew of that. If he hadn’t knownshe would have happily have told him because she would havedone anything to get out of this time on the surface. All she had to do waskeep telling herself to think of this as an adventure.  She may haveto be doing this to observe Narnia and the Narnians but it would be like if oneof them gained gills and went down to Atlantica… even if that observationwouldn’t end in possible marriage. The idea of marrying this man in the end ofher adventure didn’t settle well with the mermaid turnedhuman.

She knew one of her goals in life was to settle down, marry and havemerchildren but that was that. Arista wanted to have merchildren.What would happen if she was to marry Caspian? What would happen if she hadever gotten into the situation where she would have to produce an heir for him?Not only was she completely clueless about being a human – but what exactlywould marrying a human King and becoming a Queen for another world be like? ‘Urgh…’ Arista attempted to not dawn on it much longer. She didn’t see this being theend result in her own little experiment. She would give Narnia a chance… butshe wasn’t sure about marrying this King, even if he had been very nice to her.

Arista saw his attention was back on her governess and all she could dowas breathe a breath of relief. Finally his attention was off of her and shecould relax – the last thing she needed was to feel like she was walking oneggshells around the King.  At the mere thought of Maria heading back toAtlantica and Arista being there with Caspian and these other men on her own… wellit didn’t settle well with her. In fact it churned around in her stomach andmade her feel quite queasy.

“No, my Lord, I was here to accompany Arista to the surface.” Mariareplied and Arista could have throttled her. She couldn’t have bought her a littlemore time? Couldn’t her governess have at least attempted tosuss Caspian out a little bit… even to know that she was leaving Arista in goodhands? “Now that I have done that I have the long journey back to Atlantica tomake myself.” Arista grumbled recalling the swim to get to here. Maria wasright. The swim was the longest journey that she had made – even as one on ofAtlantica’s fastest swimmers. She was tempted to tell her dear friend thatperhaps she needed a guide and would help her home… but that wouldn’t do anyoneany good when there was an alliance to form.

Finding herself in a tight embrace, Arista let go of Caspian and heldonto Maria with a small thank you, although inside she was screaming not to belet go. Arista knew that once Maria was gone she was on her own. She may bearound all these men but she was but that… on her own… she was theonly merperson and all of Atlantica’s wellbeing when it came to an alliancewith Narnia was on her shoulders. “Have a safe journey.” Maria spoke as she lether go and Arista nodded her head before wishing the older mermaid the same. Atthat Maria said her goodbyes to Caspian and his men before diving back into thewater, with a slight glow to show her legs merging to her glorious tail.

Soon the glow was gone and Arista sucked in a harsh breath. She realisedjust how that may have sounded so attempted to keep a straight face and notshow that she was actually rather scared. It should have beenobvious though – this was her first time properly away from home… and not justthe palace, but Atlantica in a whole. Turning to face the King once more, stillslightly wobbly on her newly acquired feet, Arista kept her hands out flat toeach side for balance before attempting to gain his attention completely.

“We should get going then.” She spoke, trying to be assertive, althoughshe knew it probably wasn’t working. “If you have a long journey to make.”Arista licked her lips as she glanced around the island once more – it was sobeautiful, she could have just stayed there all her life and she would havebeen rather happy. ‘Or… we have a long journey to make.’ Thefact that she was going to be on his ship and heading to this ‘Cair Paravel’was something that Arista had to begin to get her head around.

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Receiving Maria’s response Caspian nodded his head in understanding. From what he had been told it was only going to be Arista accompanying them back to Cair Paravel. Secretly he wished that the other mermaid was accompanying them, however. If this treaty was not to work then he had no idea how he was going to get in contact with the King of the Sea. Cornelius might know of a way…

Caspian was jerked out of his thoughts as Arista moved away from him and over to the governess. He stayed where he was as the two exchanged goodbyes and even said his own before Maria dove into the water. Yet again soft gasped escaped from his men as they watched her change back into a mermaid and swam away. Noticing Arista’s small struggle to walk Caspian moved forward and offered her his arm. He had a small feeling that she was going to turn him down but he had an idea on how to get to do as he wanted.

“Yes, we’ll be leaving in a moment,” he said, ignoring her assertive tone. “But we must replenish our food supply. We have acquired a few more people than we thought we would have on this journey and therefore we’re running low. Right now is our only chance to do that for a long while.” And there was no way he was going to pass up the chance of an endless supply of food for his men and subjects aboard the Dawn Treader. Aslan’s Table was a fantastic find on this journey and he was sure the noble lion would encourage them to take as much food as they needed. Turning to Drinian he said, “Have the men prepare to gather some food. I wish to speak to Arista alone for a moment.” Drinian nodded his head before turning to the men and began to give out orders.

Turning his back on the men and making sure to block them from her view Caspian released a small sigh as he went over what he wanted to talk to her about one more time. “Now,” he began in a soft voice so their conversation wouldn’t be heard by the others, “I do understand how you feel about this situation, it might not seem like it but I do. Which is why I wish to only ask one thing of you- please, just give my people a chance.” That was all Caspian wanted. He could careless about marriage personally but he would not careless for his people. If there could be some sort of advantage for them by forming this alliance with the merpeople then he would do it for them. “As long as you do that then I’m willing to find another way for this alliance to work that does not involve us being married and you being back in the sea.”

Sighing once again and licking his lips quickly he said, “I just wanted you to hear that. Like it or not, the two of us are going to be spending time together for these next few months and I wanted you to know my motives.” Caspian glanced over his shoulder at the crew to make sure that they were still busy preparing the barrels and crates for the food they were about to go and get. “Now come, we need to get you used to walking on solid ground before we leave. I’m afraid once we’re at sea you will be on your bottom for the whole trip if we don’t.” Seeing how off balance the blonde was only made him believe that she wouldn’t fair too well on the Dawn Treader. There was also no doubt in his mind that if she did end up sitting down for the whole journey that he would have a miserable mermaid on his hands and that was the last thing he wanted.

“You may call me Caspian as well,” he said with another kind smile and offered both of his hand for her to take. He didn’t see why they needed to use titles when they were both of royal birth. And has he said earlier, they were going to spend much time together so they might as well get used to addressing each other with no formalities.

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Unlikely Ties | Caspian & Arista

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Maria had been looking at her with a distained look as theprincess had barely said a word – even when addressed by the King. Aristapursed her lips as she watched Caspian take her hand and kiss the back of it.Was that meant to make her fall head over heels in love with him or something?If it was then he would be unpleased to see that she wasn’t that type of girl.Arista licked her lips and nodded her head in reply to his name. Caspian huh,well she was sure her father had mentioned that name in connection to theKing’s father. She guessed they shared the same name, something not uncommon inroyalty.

The blonde looked towardsDrinian the minute he was introduced to her and she nodded her head – alreadyshe could tell she would enjoy the company of this man more than the King. Shewasn’t sure if it was because she had heard the words Captain of my ship andassociated that with a love for the sea – something Arista also had – and notjust because she was a mermaid. There was simply something about being in thewater and feeling the waves push around you, pressing against your fin. Thereflection of the scales in your tail and not to mention the different formsthe ripples could take. Yes, it was obvious Arista loved the sea.

“Nice to meet you, Drinian.”

When Caspian next spoke toher however Arista felt dread wash over her. Theprincess groaned inwardly with thoughts consisting of ‘how could I not?’ With the view of Maria’s keen andwatchful green eyes directly upon her the blonde nodded her head with a littlegrumble in her throat. “Yes, I’ve been told.” The princess explained as shemoved her arm from around his shoulder and still had to admit she feltcompletely uncomfortable in being in this man’s arms… even if the union thattheir father’s had once signed was between them.

“But I can’t say I’m too fondof the idea personally.” The princess explained, much to the heated glare andlook of shock from her governess. Arista was going to be forthcoming andexplain how she felt whether Maria or her father – or even this King Caspian –didn’t approve. She wasn’t just some prize to be won over winning a contest orsomething. She was a living breathing mermaid and she had rights. Even if shecouldn’t voice them over what their parents had come to terms with, she was atleast pleased that her father had come to an understanding and had decided tomeet her half way. “Which my father knows about…” And she was sure that Caspianknew about.

It would be arranged thatthere would be a period of time that Arista would be on land in Narnia. Shewould see if Narnia was the type of world that Atlantica would want to beassociated with. She could understand why her father was being so weary…especially after how her mother was killed. At the end of the time period,twelve months, Arista would have to get to know the customs of Narnia and getto know the King she was betrothed to. If nothing was to come within that timethe treaty would be null in void – if anything did come – then the weddingwould come ahead. She already had heard the whispers going around the palace.Everyone thought she would take one look at this human and be smitten.

That was clearly not thecase.

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“The pleasure is all mine, Your Highness,” Drinian said with a deep bow towards Arista. Caspian was a bit surprised by his advisors friendly demeanor. Out of all the men that told stories of the creatures of the sea, Drinian had been the one with the oldest and most interesting stories. The ones he told about the mermaids were especially grim. From those stories he thought that the older man’s view on mermaids matched that of his stories. He wasn’t sure if his behavior towards Arista and Maria was just an act or if he had actually been wrong about his advisor.

Caspian turned his attention back to Arista when she told him that she had been told about their fathers treaty. He wasn’t that shocked to hear that she was fond of it either. That was an understandable feeling. As much as Caspian wanted to choose who he married on his own, he agreed to go through with the treaty simply to make his father proud. If it wasn’t for that then he would be completely against their possible marriage. The last thing he wanted to do was marry a woman he barely even knew.

“Yes I am aware of that…” Caspian said with a small nod. He remembered the messenger from King Triton coming to them to explain the time limit he had requested. Though it didn’t settle well with the young King, Caspian still agreed to it. He wanted this alliance to go through and if agreeing to have Arista observe him and his people for a certain amount of time then so be it. He would try his best to prove to her that his people were trustworthy. If he couldn’t do that then…He had a year to come up with a plan B.

“Unless you have anything else that needs to be brought to my attention,” the King said with his dark eyes on Maria, “then I wish to be on my way. We must replenish our food supply and then be on our way for Cair Paravel. We have much water to cover.”

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Every time a new daughter of Triton follows Caspian, he’s constantly doing this as he remembers he gets six sisters-in-law the moment he marries Arista:

[elreydenarnia]

Unlikely Ties | Caspian & Arista

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The princess looked towards her governess and furrowed her brow in an attempt to see if there was any last minute chance that she could return to the sea and this whole union could be forgotten about. For someone who saw nothing more than spending the rest of her life performing in a band and most likely borrowing from her sisters settling down and being a pawn in two worlds chess games to cause some sort of treaty wasn’t part of her plan.

Her governess however didn’t seem to approve of the glance that Arista had been giving to her and looked towards a group of men that were making their way over to them. Arista swallowed a lump in her throat finding there was not enough salvia in her mouth to even try to get rid of this cotton dry feeling in the back of her throat. All she wanted to do was dive back into that water and then swim back to Atlantica, not that she was sure the same way would actually take her there. She wasn’t used to all this Narnia and with this transformation already she was uneasy.

This was different from her father’s trident.

She glanced over the men that came over and had to admit that she wasn’t all that interested. It could have been because her mind was on her father and the kingdom she had just travelled from, or it could have been because she was more enthralled with the world around her… so when the stranger at the front offered her his hand to use him as a way to support herself whilst standing all the blonde could do was raise an eyebrow. A nudge in the right direction from her governess made Arista jolt forward and her hand grabbed the man’s and her other arm moved over his shoulder in attempt to stop herself from knocking him over.

Arista glared at her governess as she was soon addressed by this strange man she was now seemingly clinging to. Scoffing internally the blonde could have rolled her eyes. ‘No, I am.’ The blonde glanced over at her governess, she was an older woman – not as old as her father but she would have guessed that her governess had been around when this treaty was in formation and it would explain as to why she had accompanied her. She pursed her lips before licking them a little.

“Yes, that’s right.” The woman spoke giving the King a curtsy. “My name is Maria, your Majesty.” Maria spoke as she glanced towards her student and princess with a stern look to see that the blonde was simply staring at her with a gobsmacked expression. She should have realised this earlier, right? The man that she was clinging to was the King that she had been told about. The King that she was supposed to… tilting her head up slowly her cerulean eyes gazed at the man and she lightly furrowed her blonde brows. Yes he was attractive, she could give him that – but she didn’t know him. Arista couldn’t make any rash decisions, it may have been in her to fly into things fins and tail first but not this time. Arista didn’t want to be in Narnia, she had wanted to stay in Atlantica, so she would play this carefully.

Maria moved forward, laying her hand out to present Arista. Arista lowered her shoulders and rolled her eyes. ‘Brilliant’. “M’Lord, this is Princess Arista, daughter of King Triton and princess of the sea.” Arista was grumbling inside, she could feel the acid in her stomach boiling. Why couldn’t one of her other sisters be in this position right now and not her? After all Adella was the boy crazy Mermaid not her… everyone knew that Arista was the musical one – that was all she wanted to do. Play music, write music… perform for people. She had no plans for this – she had no idea, her father completely blew her right out of the water; even literally; through his decision to reinstate previous plans by request of this King.

“Pleasure to meet you.” Arista mumbled as she then cleared her throat seeing the green eyes of her governess watching her eagerly. Her performance was most likely going to get told to her father on how her behaviour was and how she was reacting to things. ‘Just perfect.’

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Caspian stood in front of the blonde awkwardly for a moment. He was beginning to think that she didn’t know what he was trying to do when she suddenly took his hand and put an arm around his shoulders. Letting go of her arm and placing both of his arms around her waist to give her extra support, his dark eyes went back to the older mermaid as she spoke to him. Bow slightly, a difficult task with the younger woman in his arms, he smiled at Maria. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Maria.”

His gaze shifted down to the blonde as Maria introduced her to him. A faint blush began to dust his cheeks the moment that he realized who he was supporting in his arms. This woman was going to be his future wife? It shocked him a little that this was actually going to happen. He could easily remember his adivsors pushing court ladies onto him the moment things had quieted down around Cair Paravel after the Revolution. Cornelius managed to to help ward them off whenever Caspian couldn’t do it himself, which was thankfully rare. He was beginning to understand why his tutor had acted in such a way now and the King was nothing grateful.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you as well, Princess,” Caspian said as he took her hand into his once again and kissed the back of it. “I’m Caspian,” jerking his head towards Drinian, who was standing silently behind him, “this is my advisor and captain of my ship, Drinian. Is it correct for me to assume that you know about this treaty?” He hoped she knew about it than he did. From his understanding, Cornelius knew about the treaty but, like many things, had decided to keep it from him. The only reason why he knew about it was because Lord Mavramorn, Revilian, and Argoz were told of it and remembered even in their half mad state.

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Unlikely Ties | Caspian & Arista

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The blonde crossed her arms over her chest as she shook her head at the mermaid accompanying her on this trip of hers. “I didn’t agree to this.” Arista complained as she bit her lower lip to contain the groan determined to get out. Why would they think she would want to do what they were asking of her? This whole treaty was cancelled, null in void. Hell, she hadn’t even heard about it until but a few days earlier. Her father couldn’t even come and tag along – he had to stay and rule Atlantica even though they both knew that if he was to leave, even for a couple of days, he could always leave the kingdom in the safe hands on her older sister… after all she would have to learn to become Queen one day.

But no… she couldn’t even get, perish the thought, Sebastian to come along. She was sure that the crab wouldn’t have minded. He would have been able to report every single little thing Arista did wrong back to the King. But he was probably out somewhere keeping tabs on one of her other sisters. He used to get sent to look after Ariel if she recalled properly. Throwing her head back in distain and pushing her tail to splash through the water; millions of little bubbles flowing around and bursting; Arista pursed her lips. “I don’t want to do this.” She continued to reject the prospect of spending time on land to see if this union between the merfolk and Narnians would be ideal. “Why me?”

They could have picked someone far more… suited for this position. That person just wasn’t her. She liked her tail. She adored the water, she loved being a mermaid. The shear idea of stepping upon land as a human with legs was something Arista just didn’t want to happen to her in that moment. Her guide continued to lead her where she had to go. She knew that she had popped up in many different worlds before but there had to be a reason why this alliance was cut off in the first place. Surely everyone knew that and surely Arista had rights? Well obviously she wouldn’t get to know of her rights or make her own voice known.

“Come along.”

Arista groaned as she pushed forward. The red tailed mermaid knew she could swim faster than her governess, she knew that she could swim faster than most of Atlantica – but she would have to see this through. Her father’s word was law and she couldn’t disrespect her family or Atlantica by refusing to get this done. “I’m coming, I’m coming.” The middle daughter of King Triton groaned as she glanced around the waters as she released the dark and dreary sights around her were becoming clearer and she must have been close to their destination. “Are we nearly there yet?” The governess hushed her before taking her hand to get her to swim faster.

“We have a deadline to meet.”

The princess rolled her cerulean blue eyes. Her whole mind just muttered a; naturally. She would have given anything in that moment to be in the Catfish Club and performing music with the band. It seemed she wouldn’t get the chance to do that anytime soon – and it distained her. She wanted nothing more than to remain in Atlantica… but if there was one thing that Arista had learned to do it was learn to listen and follow her father’s rules. She couldn’t go back now – not after more or less condemning Ariel if she had ever went against the rules. “Look at it this way, Princess.” Arista turned to look at her governess as she studied her and gave her an expression of wanting to hear what she had to say. “You’ve always wanted to go on an adventure.”

‘An adventure…’

The words took little time to sink in.

Yes, her governess was right. This was like an adventure. Nearly everyone in Atlantica knew that Arista wanted to go on an adventure. They knew that she wanted to follow in Ariel’s direction. Ariel was always going on adventures perhaps it was now the blonde’s turn to? Arista swallowed a lump in her throat as her governess led her up to the surface. The blonde breathed in the minute she was head and shoulders out of the sea and glanced around the view before her.

It was such a big island, nothing like she had ever seen before with the rocks and trees. She could have easily have gotten lost in there and had no idea why her father hadn’t accompanied her once again. He didn’t know that she was used to popping up to the surface world and get a feel for this sort of thing – but she had never been in Narnia, she didn’t’ know what was new and what was the same. She could easily get trapped or anything. That was when this dawned on her. What if this meeting was a trap?

“Take my lead.” Arista watched her governess as she left the waters and took to the shore. The princess’s eyes widened upon what happened so quickly before her. Her governess actually had legs. It had been previously explained to Arista that when merfolk visited Narnia it was different than being on any other world. They would take legs on land and they would walk around as humans. Arista bit her lower lip as she gulped and nodded her head as she heard her governess ask if she was ready. She was more than just grumbling under the fact she was going to lose her pretty red scales.

The blonde pursed her lips as she glanced around the island once more. “What about clothes?” The princess asked before glancing at her governess to see that she was dressed. She furrowed her brow and heeded her explanation of Narnia being magic. Arista took in one more deep breath before grabbing her company’s hand and getting pulled from the sea before glancing down at the glowing of her red tail before the glow subtly stopped and by looking down she could see she actually had… feet. A startled squeal and a thud Arista was back on the ground. She had been expecting the legs – she had witnessed her governess – but little did she know that her governess was already used to having legs. The princess was not – and her lack of balance had already gotten the better of her.

“They’ll be waiting for us, your majesty.” The princess growled before grabbing the governess’ hand before hauling herself up once more and glanced to see her outfit had completely changed to that of a red dress, it was like nothing she had ever seen before, even if her feet were still bare. “You’ll get used to walking.”

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The group of men stood on the beach for what felt like hours. Caspian was sure that the anticipation was going to kill him if he had to wait any longer due to his excitement. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Drinian glance at him a few times and he was sure his advisor was mentally scolding him. But the King couldn’t help it. He remembered the stories his nurse and Cornelius had told him of the merpeople of Narnia when he was a young prince. Those story, along with others, had ignited his love and interest for the old Narnian ways. To finally meet a race that had lived within Narnia since it’s creation, who wouldn’t be excited for that?

“Your Highness, what happens if they don’t come?” Being jerked out of his thoughts at the question Caspian turned to look at the sailor that had asked it. That thought had never occurred to him. What would they do?

“Then we will visit Aslan’s Table a final time and head back to the Dawn Treader,” he said after a few minutes. “We’ll sail back to Cair Paravel once the ship is ready to sail.” But the thought of going back to his home without seeing this meeting through was not what he wanted. He wanted to be able to go home and tell Cornelius not only of his adventure with Lucy and Edmund but also of this meeting. He wanted to go home with the knowledge that he had possibly made his father proud by upholding an agreement that the old king had made years ago.  

The man was about to reply to him when suddenly another let out a cry of alarm. All of their attention turned towards the ocean then as two figures appeared in the water. Both seemed to be female in appearance and they began to move towards the beach. A dead silence fell onto the men as they watched them approach. The only time that Caspian noticed any sort of movement on the beach was when Drinian took a step closer to him. He had to hold back a chuckle at the movement. He was sure that the older man simply meant it as a protective gesture giving how he felt about mermaids.

When one of the mermaids came onto the beach soft gasps were heard from the sailors as they watched the transformation take place. Caspian couldn’t help but wonder if almost the same magic that was used by the mermaids to transform was the same magic that had transformed Eustace into a dragon and then back to a boy. Shaking his head he reminded himself that now was not the time for such thoughts. He needed to keep his mind focused on what was about to happen, not things like magic.

Watching one of the mermaids fall to the ground as she came out of the sea, Caspian began to walk over to the pair with Drinian right on his heel. Reaching the pair he offered his hand to the blonde to take so she could use him as a support. Turning to the older looking female he said, “Good day, M’lady. Is it right for me to assume that you are the messenger from King Triton?”

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Unlikely Ties | Caspian & Arista

Hearing a knock on his cabin door, Caspian groaned loudly as he rolled onto his side and placed one of his spare pillows on his head to block out the sound. After spending many restless nights in a rather uncomfortable hammock over the past few weeks he had been looking forward to sleeping in his own bed and sleeping in late. Apparently his crew didn’t share the same mindset as him.

“Your Highness,” came Drinian’s voice from the other side of the door, “you must get up. Your meeting with the merfolk is only a few minutes away.”

“Fine,” Caspian growled, loud enough for his advisor to hear. “Tell the crew to prepare for our guest.” Hearing a muffled, “Yes Sire,” and then the retreating footsteps of the older man, he finally rolled out of bed and began to get dress for the day. As he pulled on his shirt it finally hit him what was about to happen. He was about to have a meeting with some royal merfolk about a promise his father had made before his death. Not once did Caspian think this would happen. Out of all the Narnians he had hoped to meet someday, he always wanted to a mermaid. Now that he was finally going to get his chance he had to admit that he was feeling a bit like a boy again due to his overwhelming joy. His excitement was slowly growing and he couldn’t help it.

After he was fully dressed he left his room and walked onto the deck of the Dawn Treader. The crew moved about the deck quickly as they prepared the longboat that would take himself, Drinian, and a few others to Ramandu’s Island one final time. Spotting his advisor he walked up to the older and asked, “How long till they’re finished?”

“Not long, Sire.” Drinian glanced at him before whispering, “Are you sure this is a good idea, Your Highness?” At this question Caspian pursed his lips. He knew of the man’s feelings about this meeting. From the stories that he had heard while on their voyage, the saltiest of sailors seemed to believe that mermaids were deadly creatures and were best avoided. And yet here they were, about to have a meeting with a few.

“Yes and no,” Caspian replied in the same hushed tone. “I know how you feel about this but if this is truly something that my father wanted then I want to at least give them the definite of a doubt.” His father wouldn’t have done something to put him or Narnia in danger, or at least that was what Caspian believed. “Remember, mermaids once lived within Narnia. They have a right to come back to it just as much as we have the right to live there now.” Mermaids hadn’t been seen within Narnian waters in years or at least not since his father was murdered. If his father was trying to mend the bond between the humans and merfolk then Caspian wanted to do that as well. After what he had said to Aslan outside of Aslan’s Country, it only seemed right to him that this would be the first thing he would do to become a better king.

“Your Highness, the longboat is ready for whenever you wish to depart.” Caspian’s dark eyes turned to the sailor that addressed him and nodded his head. Placing a reassuring hand on Drinian’s shoulder he said, “Don’t worry, we’ll stay on land during this whole meeting.” If that reassured the older man or not he wasn’t sure since all Drinian did was grunt. The two of them then boarded the boat along with a few other crew members. Rowing the short distance between Ramandu’s Island and the Dawn Treader, the longboat was hauled onto the beach once they reached the island. Standing on the sand the men watched the water for a sign of their guest.

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*gives you a noticeable hickey on your neck to create problems in your household*

[otpprompts]

Person A is walking along the beach and comes across person B, who is a merfolk, lying on the sand, drying up, obviously hurt. When person A approaches, person B growls, but cannot otherwise defend themselves. Person A nurtures person B back to health and they become friends. You decide whether or not person A becomes a merfolk with them.

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Okay but imagine person A of your otp picking up sleepy person B and carrying them to bed and person B just snuggles their face into person A’s shoulder you know on second thought don’t imagine that

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ALL YOUR FAVORITE MALE CHARACTERS AS FATHERS

ALL YOUR FAVORITE MALE CHARACTERS UP AT 3AM BOTTLE FEEDING THE BABY

ALL YOUR FAVORITE MALE CHARACTERS FALLING ASLEEP WITH THE BABY IN THEIR ARMS BECAUSE NEITHER HAVE SLEPT ALL NIGHT

ALL YOUR FAVORITE MALE CHARACTERS MAKING FACES AT THEIR BABY TO MAKE THEM LAUGH

ALL YOUR FAVORITE MALE CHARACTERS GIVING PIGGYBACK RIDES

ALL YOUR FAVORITE MALE CHARACTERS AS FATHERS

[elreydenarnia]

    —— psa; if i write you a starter & you’re dissatisfied with it ( you don’t like it/feel like it’s not much to go off of/would prefer a different verse ) let me know! i’d much rather write you a new one so that you’d actually enjoy our interaction rather than have you force yourself to comply with what i’ve written or ignore the starter altogether.

[angstmemes]

Reblog if your muse has had a near death experience.

[ravagedgracearchive-deactivated]

you do not understand the w e i g h t i place upon my own shoulders 

[elreydenarnia]

Due to lack of funding, mostly because his uncle cut off any money he was receiving and the money that his parents left him running low, Casen had to drop out of college. He was attending a local university in the hopes of achieving a degree in history, especially one that focused on ancient myths and legends. At the moment he's attends night classes when he can, money and time dependent, to continue getting his degree.

[otpprompts]

Imagine person A tending to the hickeys and bites they gave Person B. Bonus points if A is the sweetest/most submissive one.

[burdencrowned]

you were my  S U N                  my   M O O N  &  S T A R S                               but the moment i looked at you,                                              i started to shake my head and laugh.               how foolish am i, to not realize               that all this time, you were  my                                      U N I V E R S E.