Rosalie Sopespian

Saying Goodbye

Author's Note: You know the drill. I own nothing. :)

Chapter Twenty-Six: Saying Goodbye

Emily led me out to the stables where my younger sister awaited me in a stall next to where Kingslee was kept. Quickly, Kingslee was brought out of the stable and I mounted her as fast as I could. Penelope rode up next to me, on a black horse that I had not seen before," What took you so long? We were getting worried. Why do you look like you've been crying?"

I tried to wipe away the tears, but I still found myself a sniffling mess even as started to ride away.

I inhaled deeply while tapping Kingslee ever so slightly to begin trotting," You'll find out eventually."

It was much too soon for me to regurgitate all of that to her.

"Rosalie, you haven't told me anything lately!" she argued as I kicked Kingslee harder, we were already running late.

"Penelope," I finally stopped her," In a matter of minutes, you will see everything happen right in front of your eyes."

She reluctantly nodded her head and before long both of us were kicking our steeds as hard as we could and running through the streets of Telmar. Thankfully, most of the people were already at the gathering, but the stray ones, who had decided to stay home, were scattered all throughout the street providing us with somewhat difficult obstacles along the way. We nearly made the baker drop his fresh batch and the basket weaver drop her new piece of work, but we made it to the gathering place just in time.

This place overlooked one of the valleys of Narnia and at the front of the crowd stood a twisted tree. Aslan, as well as the Pevensies and Caspian were already standing up ahead and a small buzz was running through the crowd as Penelope and I tried to break through the thick crowd. After several, "Pardon me" 's and "Excuse me" 's, we were standing alongside our companions. Peter arrived just moments after we had.

I still tried to save what was left of the look the women had created, but I imagined that it was passed the point of no return by this point in time.

"We were about to start without you," Caspian whispered to me as I tried to catch my breath from the trek," Are you alright? You look a little…upset."

I nodded, but tried not to say much more because I feared that if I said anything I would lose it all over again.

Feeling as though we stood out, Penelope and I slowly migrated off to the side of the show where the Pevensies stood. Then, Caspian, glancing once at Aslan, turned to speak to his people.

"Narnia belongs to the Narnians just as it does any man. Any Telmarine who is willing to stay and live in peace with the Narnians is welcome to do so. And for any of you who wish otherwise, Aslan will return you to the land of our forefathers," the crowd listened intently to him as he spoke; I noticed Glozelle and the former Queen of Narnia (Miraz's wife, Prunaprismia.), standing in the front, in her arms the baby that almost cost Caspian his life.

"We have not ever left Telmar!" one Telmarine royal cried out," It has been generations!"

Aslan then spoke," We are not referring to Telmar. Your ancestors were sea-faring brigades, pirates run aground on an island. There, they found a cave, a rare chasm that led them here from their world, the same world as our kings and queens."

A small chatter went through the crowd as Aslan glanced over at the Pevensies before saying finally," It is to that island where I can return you. It is a good place to make a new start."

Then there was silence as the crowd seemed to be contemplating. I glanced quickly over to the Pevensies, this must have been alluding to what was to come with their leaving. I wondered if the younger two had known as well.

"I'll go," Glozelle spoke from the front," I will accept this offer."

Prunaprismia spoke right after him," So will we."

They climbed the stairs and came walking toward us, Prunaprismia and Glozelle looked at me briefly, but soon turned their attention to Aslan, who said," Since you have spoken first, your future in that world will be great."

Aslan sent his breath upon them and as the tree standing beside us twisted into a door, I had to ask one last thing of Glozelle.

"Glozelle," I stepped toward him before he could leave our world forever, I felt as though the eyes of every Telmarine were on me," Can you please tell me the whereabouts of Jacob?"

He might have been one of the last people to see my brother, and I had to take that risk.

His glare was cold on me as he looked me up and down before saying," He is still living, but I do not know where he is."

Without another word, Glozelle, Prunaprismia, and the other Telmarine lord that I recognized vaguely, stepped through the door in the air as the crowd gasped.

So Jacob was still alive. He was still somewhere out there in Narnia, roaming around. I did not figure that he would be much of a threat, but I did rather hope that he might have been able to find some shelter or safety. However, I guess I would never fully know for sure.

"How do we know you are not sending us off to our deaths?" another man called out from the crowd, interrupting my thoughts.

Quickly, Reepicheep stepped in to offer himself to go as an example, but Aslan merely shook his head and looked over in the direction of the Pevensies. So, this was the final good-bye. Peter looked at Susan and slowly, he stepped forward.

"We will go," Peter said, sounding much more put together than when I had just spoken to him. He had to set an example and that was a quality that made him the leader that he was. Having the ability to mask emotions so well in order to lead others, was a rare one indeed.

"We will?" Edmund asked, obviously confused by this. So, Aslan had chose not to tell them.

"Come on," Peter told his siblings as started walking toward Caspian," Our time is up."

Peter looked directly at Caspian and drew his sword, handing it over to the new King," We aren't really needed here anymore."

Caspian, looking just as confused as the younger Pevensies, replied, after taking the sword," I will look after it until you return."

The former High King took a step back and Susan took a step forward," That's just it…We're not coming back."

Penelope grabbed the sleeve of my dress and whispered to me," What is she talking about?"

I bit my lip once more and looked down on my sister," Just watch."

Lucy, sweet, innocent, confused Lucy looked up at her sister," We're not?"

Peter then shook his head," You two are… I think that's what he means."

Still confused and wanting answer, Lucy asked Aslan," But, what have they done wrong?"

Aslan shook his head and looked at Lucy with sympathy," Quite the opposite, dear. All things have their time, and your brother and sister have learned all they can from this world. It is now time for them to live in their own."

Peter looked down to his sister, caring for her just as deeply as I cared for my sibling," It's alright, Lu. It's not how I thought it would be, but it's alright. One day, you'll see too, but for now come on."

All of the Pevensies turned to say good-bye first to the Narnians who were standing around, such as Trumpkin and Reepicheep. It was sweet to see them say their final goodbyes to the creatures who they had grown so close to. I found Penelope with tears in her eyes as we moved closer toward Caspian, who looked at us somberly.

"I would have never guessed-" he started at me, but not able to find the right words to fit the situation.

"I can't believe this," Penelope mumbled, a tear falling from her eyes.

This was just as hard on her as it was for Caspian and I.

Aslan stepped in to the conversation," Don't worry, young one. This will not be the last you see of the younger Pevensie children. They will be back when Narnia is need of them once more."

"I hardly doubt you'll miss us that much," Edmund said from behind her, startling her greatly. A smile on his face.

I saw the blush come to my sister's cheeks as she turned on her heel and crossed her arms," I-I," she stuttered, not knowing what to say.

Caspian looked at me and the both of us couldn't help but laugh.

"Of-of course I will," she said, still shaky," Of course."

She shot both of us a glare and we turned our head away, trying to pretend as though nothing had happened while she bid the king farewell. As we turned away, still stifling laughter, we quickly were able to calm ourselves for Susan approached us. The air felt awkward as she stood in front of us, a solemn look on her face. Her eyes shifted nervously back and forth as Caspian and I fully regained composure.

"Susan, I'm-" Caspian started after clearing his throat, but she only looked at him and shook her head.

"You don't have to say anything," she said, not particularly in a harsh tone, but there was still an undertone of hurt.

She looked directly at me," Keep a close eye on him," she told me with a smile on her face, referring to Caspian.

I smiled and nodded my head, looking from Caspian to her," You don't have to worry about that."

She nodded her head in gratitude before starting to turn away from us once more," I wish you the best."

And with that she had started walking away from us, toward the door that would take her to her home.

Lucy and Edmund soon approached us and bid the both of us best. Lucy practically tackled the both of us with her embrace, while Edmund was a little more subtle. Before they could walk away, I did have something to say to them.

"I can't thank the both of you enough," I said just before they turned to leave, they had played a large part in my rescue as well," And I look forward to the day we meet again."

The two smiled big and Lucy said," It was nothing really."

"Yeah, I mean we hardly-" Edmund started, but I interrupted.

I shook my head," Just-thank you."

They both nodded their heads with one last smile and looked over their shoulder, knowing that fate was calling them away for now. Reluctantly, with a last nod to us, they turned away and stood next to their sister as they waited for their last family member to join them.

Peter approached. I gulped hard, trying to keep my emotions from spilling over again. He looked at Caspian first," Take care of Narnia."

I knew that there would be little more to be said between Peter and I. I don't think that we could bear to say much more to each other than what had already been said. We both knew that this was what fate had in store for us and that there was nothing more we could do. Susan had already accepted this long ago, but I think that it would have taken Peter longer to accept the fact that he would never be back again. My eyes were still tear-stained from earlier and I could hardly bear to look at them any longer.

Caspian nodded, but was unable to say anything. Peter then shifted his gaze to me and I said," I think you're leaving it in good hands."

A small smile came to his lips before he bowed slightly to the both of us," I think you're right."

Silence stood in the air for a moment longer before he took a step toward fate," I guess this is good-bye."

Then, before another word could be said, he had turned his back on us completely and led his siblings back to their home without another backward glance.

A single tear slid down my face.

On our way back to the castle, after the crowd had dispersed and tried to go back to their normal lives, Caspian and I found ourselves walking through the streets that we had as children, once more. Aslan had offered to walk Penelope back up to the castle while we were able to speak with each other.

"I can't believe they're gone, Caspian," I whispered to him as we walked up the cobblestone streets.

"Nor can I," he replied, briefly smiling at a woman who had stepped out of her house just to welcome us back," This just came upon us so suddenly."

I nodded my head as we continued walking, finding it be better that I not tell him that Aslan had told me all along what was happening," I almost think it might have been harder had they stayed longer though."

"True," he agreed," It would be easier for them to be gone quickly rather than later when we would be even more attached to them."

He nodded as we continued walk, still in shock of what had just happened.

"Are you going to be alright?" he asked me, looking at me with concern-filled eyes," I know that recovery from this is going to be hard for you."

I sighed, thinking back on everything that had happened. A flood of overwhelming memories came back to me, but the only thing that really mattered was that it was all over now and that we had to move on with our lives. I would keep my promise to Peter that I wouldn't ever forget about him, but I couldn't hold on to the past forever.

My mother's face also came to my head, but I did not allow myself to shed another tear over her. I would force myself to be strong for her. I would live my life in a manner that I know she would approve of and that would mean, not having any regrets or living in the past. It was truly a battle for me not to cry over her day in and day out, but I think that I could be strong for her.

Even though Jacob had turned out to be bad, I still missed the brother that I used to have. It would have been hard for me to accept him, if he ever did wish to come back, but I would have to learn the path of forgiveness. Thinking of Jacob made me think of my father, who I could not even describe. The scene of watching him fall into the river replayed in my head and I tried to push that out my head quickly. All I could do about my father was remember the good times and not the bad.

I met his glance after leaving a heavy silence," I think so. Just give me some time," I said with a smile.

He returned the smile and then finally said," I can't tell you how sorry I am for everything that has happened."

I shook my head and looked at him incredulously," You've already apologized once. You don't have to do it again."

"But I was so-" he started again as we came closer to the drawbridge.

"Caspian!" I stopped him," All of that doesn't matter now. All that matters is that we are both still alive and fairly unharmed," I said, referencing my bad arm with a smile.

"But-" he tried once more.

"No," I said just as adamantly as before," Is there any way that you will ever be able to forgive yourself?"

He looked at me as we crossed over the drawbridge into the castle," Not anytime soon."

"I was just as wrong as you were; I already told you this," I said to him, trying to plead with him," Do not blame this entirely on yourself."

He sighed this time as we walked passed many of the servants and slowed while we passed through the courtyard," I want to so badly, but you just won't let me, will you?"

"No," I shook my head as we slowed down in the courtyard, this was where it all had happened," Not when I am equally at fault."

There was a silence as we stood side by side in the courtyard. I looked around and examined the details and how the flowers that used to grow appeared to be dead from lack of water or care. The grass on the inside, dry and lifeless. Although the streets had been decorated beautifully, there was still plenty of landscaping that needed to be done in Telmar in order to restore it to its original beauty. It had been starved of the tenderness and compassion that once filled its streets.

"I wish it would have never happened," he whispered to me while I bent over one of the dead floral arrangements," I wish that it would have been the way it was when we were children. I wish that these people that we had known for all of our lives, were not so evil."

I thought on the matter. Would I have really wanted that?

Before all of this had happened, nothing had really tested our friendship. Nothing had ever challenged how much we cared about the other, but now that this had happened…how would it affect us?

"Really?" I asked him, grabbing one of the dead petals from the flower," I think I disagree."

He chuckled and folded his arms over his chest," Oh really? Why don't you share your reasoning?"

"Yes," I said, fingering the dead petal in my hand," Think abstractly, perhaps it has been a good thing for us to be pushed to the limit. Perhaps, it has been a wakeup call for us to see that everything, our lives included, was almost taken away from us. Perhaps, it has given us even more of a reason to fight for what we love when danger comes again."

He looked away in contemplation and placed a hand under his chin," I believe you have just proven me wrong."

A shrugged and dropped the dead petal as I made my way back toward him before teasingly saying," Don't sound so surprised."

"So you're saying that you don't want to forget that all of this happened and start fresh?" he asked me, trying to pinpoint exactly what I was saying.

I nodded my head," Don't get me wrong, I don't wish to dwell on these memories, for they aren't the most pleasant, but wouldn't it be best that we recognize that they happened and start fresh from there?"

He looked at me with that boyish smirk that always made my stomach turn," That sounds wonderful."

A smile came to my lips," I'm glad that it meets your majesty's approval."

Remembering the times when I called him that earlier, he cringed in pain once more. I remembered how he strongly he detested being called that and I even got myself dumped in the river once for calling him it.

"What did I tell you about calling me that?" he asked, taking a step closer to me, an evil smirk on his face.

I took a step backward and tried to play as innocent as I could," I haven't a clue what you're talking about. I'm only calling you what is respectful."

He rolled his eyes as he came even closer," Just because I'm king now doesn't mean that you treat me any different."

Another laugh escaped my mouth as I tried to escape him by running, but was too slow for Caspian had swiftly grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward him. Still laughing, I looked right at him as he held me closer than he had ever done so before. Looking into his brown eyes, I couldn't help but feel…happy. Even though I had claimed feelings for Peter for all of this time( and I really had), I could honestly say that the joy I saw when I looked into the eyes of the new king was a type of ecstasy that I hadn't felt in a long time.

And I was foolish for ever doubting it.

His laughter and my own filled the courtyard as we stood face to face with one another. I felt my heart beating out of control, but this was not the nervous or hurt or anxious type of beating. It was so wonderful to be home.

"You're going to be a great king," I whispered to him, still wearing a small smirk on my face.

"That doesn't change anything," he whispered back.

"Of course not," I murmured to him," Because I will be here to seize the day with you. Every day will be just like the adventures we talked about as children."

He smiled as the space between us grew even smaller," I've been waiting to hear you say that for a long time now."

Like a whirlwind, everything hit at once. Our lips met for the first time and I felt his hands rush to either side of my face, deepening the kiss. I placed my hands on both sides of him, mostly keeping my balance from the passion inside the kiss. Warmth spread through my whole body as we kissed and not a thing in the world compared to being with him.

My memories are something I hold very close to me. Had it not been for my memories, I would not be the person that I am to this day.

As I sit here recalling these events, I cannot help but smile at the happiness and feel bitterness for the sad times that I endured. I still stand by my words that I said as I began retelling my tale and now I realize how true they are. My life now is no where near as exciting as it was then, but everything has its time. Mine has ended and now the time of others has come.

However, do not let me fool you into thinking that this is the only series of trials that I faced. Oh no, little did I know that after the war had concluded…the trials had only just begun.

Author's Note: So, there you have it! The end of Rosalie Sopespian. I had so much fun writing this and thanks to everyone who favored/alerted/reviewed this story! I loved reading your feedback after every chapter.

*Drum Roll*…..I am writing a sequel titled The New Horizon! The title is actually a reference to what Aslan said about rebuilding Narnia, so I thought that it would be appropriate since the next story will be focused on restoring Narnia after Miraz and Caspian's adjusting to being King. I had better stop talking before I say too much, anyways thanks all! Be on the lookout for the new story that should be posted anytime this week.

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