Protective//A Prince Caspian Imagine
Anon said: Please write more Caspian imagines (Narnia). The last one was so cute! Maybe you could write just fluff or something. Or protective!caspian :) I would be soo happy! Thank you! :)
You got it
You dove over the side of the ship to where the people had appeared in the water. You swam towards one of them who had a familiar head of shockingly red hair. You wrapped your arms around her waist, only to have her start hitting you.
“Woah, woah, Lucy it’s me!” you yelled.
“Good to see you too, Lu,” you said, grinning. The two of you swam to the swing-thing that carried you back up to the deck. You were both immediately covered with thick blankets.
“Hey Ed,” you grinned, thrilled to see your best friend.
“Nice to see you again,” he said, hugging you.
You heard shrieking and looked over to see a boy in shorts and hideous sweater vest screaming something about being kidnapped. Then he came face to face with a minotaur and fainted. You snorted.
“Who’s that then?”
“Eustace,” Edmund groaned. “He’s our cousin.”
“(Y/N)!” you heard a very angry Caspian yell.
“Yes?’ you asked innocently.
"What were you thinking, jumping over the side like that? You could have drowned!”
“I didn’t, did I? Besides, what was I supposed to do, let them drown?”
“You weren’t supposed to go over like that!”
You threw your hands in the air, fed up with his attitude. “I’m sorry I didn’t want them to drown! God, I am so tired of you. You never let me do anything!” You stormed down to your quarters in a huff.
After a while, Lucy came in, an anxious look on her face. You were lying on your back, staring up at the ceiling.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“He’s just trying to keep you from getting hurt,” she said.
“There are so many better ways he could do it though! He doesn’t have to lock me away!”
She sighed. “At least come up on the deck. We’ve just come into sight of the lonely islands.”
You swung your legs over the side of the bed. “It’s not like he’s gonna let me go.”
“I’ll make him.”
You smiled gratefully at the younger girl. “Thanks.”
By some miracle, she managed to get Caspian to let you go on land, but he wasn’t happy about it.
You, Lucy, Caspian, Edmund, and some of the crew members were poking around, when you were ambushed. “(Y/N)!” you heard Caspian yell. You saw him searching for you and saw someone come at him from behind.
“Caspian, look out!” You checked him in the side, making him stumble out of the way and ran the attacker through with your sword.
“There’s too many of them!” Edmund yelled. There was an earpiercing scream. It’s source? “Eustace,” Edmund growled. The boy had a knife to his throat.
“So much for keeping watch,” you muttered, dropping your blade. Everyone followed suit. You, Lucy, and Eustace were shackled and led away while Caspian and Edmund were thrown in a cell.
Edmund was throwing himself against the cell door, trying to knock it down.
“It won’t work,” came a voice from the shadows. A very old, frail-looking man emerged. “I’ve been in here for years. I haven’t found a way out yet.”
Caspian rolled his eyes and climbed the wall, peering out the small barred windows. He could see the slaves being auctioned off. Edmund climbed up next to him.
“Next up, we have this fine specimen!”
Caspian’s blood boiled at the sight of you being dragged up onto the auction stage.
“I’ll start the bidding at one hundred gold coins.”
“One-twenty!” called a man who looked like he was not planning on using you for traditional slave labor.
Caspian threw himself at the door, nearly breaking his shoulder in the process. He had to get out. He had to save you.
“Sold! To the fellow over there in the blue!”
Caspian kicked at the lock on the door, smashed at it with rocks, but nothing worked. He screamed in frustration and sat down on the floor.
“I promised I would keep her safe,” he whispered.
Edmund looked at him in confusion. Then he got it. “You’re in love with her aren’t you?”
Caspian nodded. There was a grunt and the sound of someone being run through with a sword. Then the door clicked open. Edmund and Caspian ran out, staying hidden.
Eustace was being auctioned off, but no one was bidding for him.
“I’ll take them off your hands!” a familiar voice yelled. “I’ll take them all off your hands!”
Reepicheep pulled off the blue hood that he was wearing, revealing him standing on Drinian’s shoulder. Then Narnians throughout the courtyard pulled off their hoods. There was a quick skirmish, which the Narnians won.
Edmund hugged Lucy and clapped Eustace on the shoulder. Caspian frantically searched for you, panic seizing him when he couldn’t see you. And then he did. You were off to the side, wiping your bloodied hands on your trousers and unlocking the shackles. A guard lay at your feet, his head smashed in and chain imprints on his neck.
He ran to you and hugged you, lifting you off the ground and burying his face in your neck.
“Caspian, put me down!”
“Sorry.” He did as you asked.
“Ugh, this is never going to come out,” you said, gesturing to your trousers.
“Are you okay?” he asked, checking you for cuts and bruises.
He pulled you into another hug.
“Sorry,” he apologized again. He looked so relieved that you were okay.
“C'mon,” you took his hand in yours. “Let’s go back to the ship.”