"The Lone Islands," said Drinian, "The Port of Narrowhaven."
"Strange. Not a Narnian flag in sight," said Caspian, handing a spyglass to Edmund, after looking through it.
"But the Lone Islands have always been Narnia's," muttered Y/N
"Seems suspicious," said Drinian.
"I say we prepare a landing party," said Edmund, "Drinian?"

"Forgive me, Your Majesty, but the chain of commands starts with King Caspian on this ship," replied Drinian.
"Right," said Edmund softly.
"We'll use longboats," decided Caspian, "Drinian, pick some men and come ashore."
"Aye," responded Drinian.
"Tavros," said Caspian, before walking away.
"Man the longboats, furl the sail and prepare to drop anchor," commanded Tavros.

**********

"Onward!" shouted Reepicheep, "The thrill of the unknown lies ahead."
Drinian's selected crew - which, of course, included Edmund, Y/N, Lucy and Caspian - had just rowed to the Lone Islands in the longboats.
"Couldn't this have waited till the morning?" complained Eustace.
"There is no honour in turning away from adventure, lad," said Reepicheep.
"Listen," Lucy spoke suddenly, "Where is everyone?"

"Come on, jelly legs," said Reepicheep, extending his arm to Eustace.
"I'm capable of doing it myself," retorted the boy, trying to get out of the boat.
But Eustace only fell flat on his face. Reepicheep sighed, annoyed.
"And you're certain he's related by blood?" Caspian asked Lucy.
Lucy looked back at Eustace sympathetically, before following Edmund, Y/N and Caspian ashore. There was a silence for a while, before a loud bell suddenly rang, startling everyone.

"Reepicheep, stay here with Drinian's men and secure the place. We'll head on, "said Caspian, "If we don't come back by dawn, send a party."
"Yes, Your Majesty," replied Reepicheep.
Edmund, Y/N, Lucy, Caspian and Eustace proceeded further in to the island. Architecture took up the land - but everything was still eerily quiet. At last, they came to the main structure of the island. Eustace was exploring the nearby residences.

"Yeah, looks like nobody's in. So, do you think we should head back?" said Eustace suddenly, his voice shattering the spooky silence.
"Do you want to come here and guard...something?" suggested Edmund.
"Ah, yes! Good idea, cousin," said Eustace enthusiastically, "Very, uh...logical."

Y/N turned to Edmund, with an 'are you sure we should leave him here alone' expression, and Edmund looked quite skeptical himself. Caspian took out a knife and handed it to Eustace.
"I've got it, I've got it. Don't worry," said Eustace, as the others began to enter the building.
The inside of the building was ten times creepier than the rest of the island. Tall statues stood around the four of them, and large bells hung from the high ceiling.
"Uh, I'm ready to go when you are," Eustace shouted for them to hear.

Edmund held out his torch and drew his sword, as they approached a worn-out looking, wooden desk. An open book lay on the table, names and numbers scrawled over its pages.
"Who are all these people?" asked Lucy.
"Why have they been crossed out?" asked Edmund.
"It looks like some kinds of fee," said Y/N.
"Slave traders," said Caspian, before one of the bells sounded.

Shouts were heard all around, as some men climbed down ropes, surrounding Edmund, Y/N, Lucy and Caspian.
"Look out!" cried Caspian, before aiming his crossbow and shooting.
The four of them were outnumbered in their fight, but they clashed swords with their opponents beautifully. It wasn't long, before a high-pitched scream filled the hall, and everyone froze. They turned to the door, where a lavishly-dressed man held a knife against the throat of a very frazzled-looking Eustace.

"Unless you want to hear this one squeal ike a girl again," the man spoke, "I'd say you should drop your weapons."
"Like a girl?!" Eustace asked, outraged.
"Now!" the man shouted.
Edmund, Y/N, Lucy and Caspian put down their weapons, as Edmund muttered, "Eustace."

"Put 'em in irons," commanded the man.
The men roughly handled the four of them, putting them in handcuffs. Y/N fought back and kicked one of them, as they tried to hold her still.
"Let's take these two to market," the man said, pointing to Lucy and Eustace, "Send those three to the dungeons."
"Listen to me, you insolent fool! I am your king!" yelled Caspian.
Y/N struggled from one of the men's hold, but he just punched her in the face, which quieted her down.
"You're gonna pay for that!" shouted Edmund.

"Actually," said another richly-dressed man, appearing from behind them, "someone else is going to pay...for all of you." 
"Edmund! Y/N!" Lucy screamed, as the men pulled her and Eustace away from the others. 
"Lucy!" Edmund and Y/N both shouted.

**********

Caspian grunted out, as he kicked the prison bars, for what seemed to be the tenth time. Edmund woke up with a start, gripping his head.
"You alright?" asked Caspian.
"Yeah," mumbled Edmund, getting to his feet.
Y/N gave him a sympathetic smile, as she brushed a strand of his hair off his face. Caspian kicked the bars again, in frustration.

"It's hopeless," said a feeble voice, from one corner of the cell, "You'll never get out."
"Who's there?" asked Y/N.
"Nobody. Just a voice in my head," the voice replied.
As Edmund, Y/N and Caspian moved closer to that corner, an old man came out of the shadows. He had a long, silver beard and noble features.

"Lord Bern?" asked Caspian.
The man looked shocked that Caspian had recognised him, but quickly recovered and said, "Perhaps once, but I'm no longer deserving of that title."
"Is he one of the seven?" asked Edmund.
Caspian nodded, before kneeling down next to the lord.
"Your face," said Lord Bern, "You remind me of a king I once loved well."
"That man was my father," said Caspian.

"Oh, my lord," said Lord Bern, getting down on his knees, "Please forgive me."
"No, please. Please," said Caspian, helping him back up.
Edmund and Y/N turned their attention away, as loud cries were heard from outside. They looked through the window bars, and saw a few boats lined up at the edge of the water, one of them filled with people.
"Where are they taking them?" asked Caspian.
"Keep watching," answered Lord Bern.

The boat that was filled with people had started moving, when suddenly, the clouds overhead grew darker and a green mist rose through the water's surface. The mist surrounded the boat completely until the boat vanished into thin air.
"What happened?" asked Y/N.
"It's a sacrifice," explained Lord Bern.
"Where did they go?" asked Caspian.
"No one knows," replied Lord Bern, "The mist was first seen in the east. Reports of fisherman and sailors disappearing out at sea. We lords made a pact to find the source of the mist to destroy it. They each set sail, but none came back. You see, if they don't sell you to the slave traders, you're likely to be fed to the mist."

"We have to find Lucy, before it's too late," said Edmund.
Just then, four guards came in. Before anyone knew what was happening, Edmund, Y/N, Caspian and Lord Bern were being put in handcuffs and escorted out of the prison cell.

"Come on, someone make a bid!" a man shouted, in the main town.
And stood next to the man was none other than Eustace.
"I'll take them off your hands." a familiar voice shouted in response, "I'll take them all off your hands!"
The man from whom the voice was coming threw his cloak off to reveal Reepicheep standing on Drinian's shoulders.
"For Narnia!" shouted half of the townspeople, revealing their own faces.

Caspian hit one of the guards in the head with his handcuffs and pushed him over the edge of the bridge they were on, which Edmund and Y/N copied, but not before Y/N stole the keys from one of them. She removed her own handcuffs, then Edmund's, before tossing the keys to Caspian, who helped himself and Lord Bern. The town was in utter chaos, and it was hard for Y/N to spot Lucy.

It was just a few minutes, before the slave traders were on the ground, either knocked out or dead. 
"Lucy!" cried Y/N in excitement, as Lucy ran towards them.
Edmund, Y/N, Lucy and Caspian walked through the town victoriously, leading the crew of the Dawn Treader.
"Your Majesty. Your Majesty!" a man shouted, running towards them.
"Hold it!" said Drinian, holding the man back.

"My wife was taken just this morning," said the man.
"It's alright, Drinian," said Caspian, and Drinian let go of the man.
"I beg you, take me with you," the man pleaded.
"I want to come," a young girl said, pulling on the man's sleeve.
"No, Gael, stay with your aunt," said the man to his daughter, "I'm a fine sailor. Been on the seas my whole life."

"Of course, you must," said Caspian.
"Thank you," the man said gratefully.

"My king! My king!" Lord Bern shouted, as the crew came back to the edge of the island.
He held out a rusted sword and said, "This was given to me by your father. I hid it safely in a cave all these years."
"That's an old Narnia sword!" said Y/N.
"It's from your Golden Age," said Lord Bern, nodding, "There are seven such swords - gifts from Aslan to protect Narnia. Your father entrusted them to us. Here, take it. And may it protect you."

Caspian took the sword and said, "Thank you, my lord. And we shall find your lost citizens."
The townspeople cheered as the Dawn Treader crew began to walk to the sea.
"Edmund," said Caspian, catching both Edmund's and Y/N's attention.
Caspian handed the sword to Edmund and patted him on the shoulder, before walking away. Edmund stared proudly at the sword and Y/N smiled at him, before they continued walking back to the boats.