«The Chronicles of Narnia». Imagines & One Shots

Imagine that you were the bride of Caspian… *** "Maybe Miraz was right?" Caspian's voice was heard when you went out on the balcony to find the prince. The wind blew his hair and you involuntarily smiled looking at him. "Miraz was a fool," you snorted, hugging Caspian from behind. "He killed your father, honey. How can you think he was right?" Caspian didn't answer, and you continued: "He wanted to destroy Narnia," you pursed your lips, sighing heavily. "Do you think that was the right thing to do?" "you touched his shoulder and when he turned around, you looked into his face. "He wanted to destroy peaceful peoples." "What? No, it definitely wasn't his right decision," Caspian hastened to assure you. You didn't feel the lie in his words, which means he was saying what he really thought. "Kings and queens are going home today," you decided to change the subject a little. Caspian nodded and smiled. "Yes, it is." "Do you think we can handle this on our own? With the management of the kingdom and..." thoughts about it did not leave you for a second. "I think we can handle it," he looked into your face and smiled affectionately. "There are those who can and want to help us, we can ask them for help first. But over time we will learn how to do it." You nodded back at him. "Of course, Caspian." He kissed you gently on the forehead and hugged you. It was warm and cozy in his arms, and you didn't notice at all when you managed to freeze. "You're cold," he noticed it too and touched your nose with his lips, "let's go into the room, otherwise you'll get sick," he smiled at you again and, holding hands, you left the balcony.