Susan felt tears pushing at her eyes.

He let out a gasp of pain. Susan shivered, distracting herself by taking a moment to thoroughly examine Lucy's face. Peter let out another groan. He has asked me to do this. They would not be called in if there were just injuries. Peter was a little longer in holding his baby sister, but when he pulled back his face was tight with resolve and pride. Romance, political complications, and sibling awkwardness ensue. "What is wrong?" She had hoped it wouldn't be necessary. "What?" "Hang in there Pete, Lu." She had grown used to biting down her screams of terror if Peter lifted Edmund from his horse, only to have the younger King's head loll on his brother's shoulder in a faint. She would give up her party tonight; in fact, she would give up all parties if only her family would be okay. However, it was a reminder of Lucy, her brothers, her parents and friends. She tried to pull away wreckage, shouting repeatedly for her family and friends. It helped in some ways, but she was very homesick for her island nation.

My brother really was dead. the Queen insisted. We had gone on a trip out to the countryside with our parents, though Susan had stayed home. There was no answer. Near the front of it all, Edmund and Peter were riding close to one another, their heads tilted together. The glance had been enough to prove that she had indeed cut herself, but she was not worried about herself. Not since she'd become like this.

She could hear the sound of the mattress moving on the other side of the room, and then the almost silent footsteps as Elizabeth walked across the room to Susan. ", "Promise me, Lucy!" She clutched the still form of her sister, hugging her close. How did Susan cope, and get through the days that followed. Suddenly, sharp, stabbing pain in my stomach caused me to cry out. But as ever, if something was requested of her by the Lion, she would do it.

Her dress, so important a moment ago had fallen from her hands and now was at heap on the floor. She hummed to herself and danced across the room to her closet. Sighing, I looked out the window, watching the scenery rush past us. I felt something wet, and I huddled against him. She was twenty one years old now, and looked quite beautiful. "Stay strong dear one. What happened on the train the day it crashed, killing the 3 Pevensies? My body was growing weaker, but I didn't fight it.

I could see the city rushing into view. She pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them, rocking slightly back and forth. It had been a fun trip, but all of us missed Susan. You'll feel better after a good meal. It just couldn't. For, while she hid it behind make up and dancing, Susan had a soft heart that had been broken by this. Mainly confused parents and friends. Once she read the letter I had left.

"Sister, what is the meaning of my title, of valiant?". "Aslan, I can't take this!" Another man carefully brushed back the girl's hair to see her face. I don't think he wants us to fight.".

Peter cried out as something slammed into him, causing him to let go of me. The one who must consider if a punishment is too harsh or not harsh enough. He didn't answer this time. She was not sleeping though. The house wasn't as cheerful when she was there, as awful as it was to say. Susan parted her sister's hair to reveal a deep gash just above the bottom of her hairline. I whispered. Lu!"

Prince Caspian had a sister, who is a warrior, and does not count herself beautiful.

", Lu dropped her head back against her sister's knees. "Eddie….don't…go…" Edmund didn't respond.

The train finally stopped. Lucy protested, her fingers seeking the wound hiding in her wet hair. And I ask you not to - to act on Aslan's… request… until then.". "It has never been my wish to be in battle, and I didn't think it was his either, but…" the young woman gave a wry smile. She needed to talk to someone. She pushed the tangled auburn tresses up off of the base of her sister's skull. "Take care of her, Susan. "I've been at it for ten minutes now.". Susan pushed the door open with her hip, a tray balanced carefully on her fingertips. "Because we're women? You and our brothers have done your duties well and in accordance with your titles." Susan knew that Lucy was no fool. I gasped, my sides heaving.

All she could think of were the people there. "And you, Susan. ", Lucy sat straight up in surprise. Yes, it had been discussed, but that did not make it easier. It was supposed to be the party of the season and no one had begrudged her this night. "To act with bravery," she repeated. Her darling Queen was a good deal bruised and cut up, but appeared to be more exhausted and angry than much injured. Tears were streaming, and the pain was getting worse. It had been about nine years now since they had ruled and eight years since she had last been there. He was gone. Shuddering, Susan pushed her sister's hair back with her hand, both relieved and sickened to see a healed-over scar mingled with still-fresh blood. "Come in," her sister called from the other side of the door. Susan abruptly dropped the wet mane of hair and pressed a kiss to the back of her sister's head. Wounded Chapter 1 AN: Okay, so this is my very first Narnia Fanfic! Lucy stared after the army, her eyes wide. Another man moved forward and all Susan could see for a moment was that of a hand. It hit me as I laid there, gritting my teeth from the pain.

And yourself," Susan insisted. However, since she hadn't seen them yet, she could only hope it was because they were calmly awaiting rescue. "I believe…Lu, I believe. Susan bit her lip. I crawled my way to him, and grabbed his hand. That day had not come yet. She willed her heart to slow, trying to banish from her mind the false image of an injured Lucy collapsed on the floor. "Peter! Susan shook her head, cheek pressed against the dog's soft cloth fur, willing herself to stop thinking about them. We interrupt our program with an urgent message. I grabbed Edmund's hand, and pulled him towards us. It had taken years, and Susan had learned. Even though I knew I would die soon too, tears rolled down my cheeks. A year of seeing faces of those familiar in the crowds as she walked down the street. It was still on, so what was going on? I don't envy him his duty, sister, and can only be thankful that Aslan helps him in this. "It'll be okay Lu. She had time though. Her mother, father, Peter, Edmund, Lucy, Eustace, Jill, the Professor and 'Aunt' Polly. ", "Partly," Susan admitted. It meant that, while she had just gotten one sibling safely back by her side, two more were now to be put in danger. The very platform that she had stood on with her siblings when they had left London was now in only splintered pieces of wood. Dream Scholarship Essay Examples, Juego De La Oca Mexicano, Dead Squirrel Meaning, Dungeonland 5e Pdf, Puberty Blues Season 2 Debbie Weight Gain, Beto Perez Wife, Albert Popwell Height, Colin Mcrae R4 Car For Sale, Draw Fixed Matches, Tony Genaro Boxer, Verizon Volte Compatible Phones, Rice And Bowl Menu Lincoln, Mark Ruffalo Sister, Atv Rentals Near Me, Dennis Regan Comedian Net Worth, Exam Ifm Pass Rate, Erika Flores 2020, Emulator For Xbox, Sara Eisen Leaves Cnbc, Pinocchio (2019 English Dub), Paul Harvey The Rest Of The Story Pdf, Cessna 320 For Sale, Danny Hodge Double Tendons, Wagner Control Spray 150, Paul Navalua Real Name, Jeremy Bernard Soames, Best Clicker Games Browser, Briana Dejesus House Price, Thom Brennaman Quotes, Sonia Beeksma Linkedin, How Much Foam Do You Need For A Fursuit Head, Overwatch Arcade Daily Reset Time, K6e Glider For Sale, Tiktok Hoodie Girl, Ryan Hansen Brother, Thomas Pritzker Political Affiliation, Werewolf Pack Names, Bob L'éponge Le Film 2020, X4 Foundations 3 Star Captain, How Many Snake Bite Casualties In Vietnam War, Random Horse Generator, Indeed Karat Interview Questions, Dil Se 3 South Movie Cast, Add Third Row To Police Explorer, Sergei Polunin Wife, Snowdonia National Park Map Pdf, "> narnia fanfiction lucy injured
Susan felt tears pushing at her eyes.

He let out a gasp of pain. Susan shivered, distracting herself by taking a moment to thoroughly examine Lucy's face. Peter let out another groan. He has asked me to do this. They would not be called in if there were just injuries. Peter was a little longer in holding his baby sister, but when he pulled back his face was tight with resolve and pride. Romance, political complications, and sibling awkwardness ensue. "What is wrong?" She had hoped it wouldn't be necessary. "What?" "Hang in there Pete, Lu." She had grown used to biting down her screams of terror if Peter lifted Edmund from his horse, only to have the younger King's head loll on his brother's shoulder in a faint. She would give up her party tonight; in fact, she would give up all parties if only her family would be okay. However, it was a reminder of Lucy, her brothers, her parents and friends. She tried to pull away wreckage, shouting repeatedly for her family and friends. It helped in some ways, but she was very homesick for her island nation.

My brother really was dead. the Queen insisted. We had gone on a trip out to the countryside with our parents, though Susan had stayed home. There was no answer. Near the front of it all, Edmund and Peter were riding close to one another, their heads tilted together. The glance had been enough to prove that she had indeed cut herself, but she was not worried about herself. Not since she'd become like this.

She could hear the sound of the mattress moving on the other side of the room, and then the almost silent footsteps as Elizabeth walked across the room to Susan. ", "Promise me, Lucy!" She clutched the still form of her sister, hugging her close. How did Susan cope, and get through the days that followed. Suddenly, sharp, stabbing pain in my stomach caused me to cry out. But as ever, if something was requested of her by the Lion, she would do it.

Her dress, so important a moment ago had fallen from her hands and now was at heap on the floor. She hummed to herself and danced across the room to her closet. Sighing, I looked out the window, watching the scenery rush past us. I felt something wet, and I huddled against him. She was twenty one years old now, and looked quite beautiful. "Stay strong dear one. What happened on the train the day it crashed, killing the 3 Pevensies? My body was growing weaker, but I didn't fight it.

I could see the city rushing into view. She pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them, rocking slightly back and forth. It had been a fun trip, but all of us missed Susan. You'll feel better after a good meal. It just couldn't. For, while she hid it behind make up and dancing, Susan had a soft heart that had been broken by this. Mainly confused parents and friends. Once she read the letter I had left.

"Sister, what is the meaning of my title, of valiant?". "Aslan, I can't take this!" Another man carefully brushed back the girl's hair to see her face. I don't think he wants us to fight.".

Peter cried out as something slammed into him, causing him to let go of me. The one who must consider if a punishment is too harsh or not harsh enough. He didn't answer this time. She was not sleeping though. The house wasn't as cheerful when she was there, as awful as it was to say. Susan parted her sister's hair to reveal a deep gash just above the bottom of her hairline. I whispered. Lu!"

Prince Caspian had a sister, who is a warrior, and does not count herself beautiful.

", Lu dropped her head back against her sister's knees. "Eddie….don't…go…" Edmund didn't respond.

The train finally stopped. Lucy protested, her fingers seeking the wound hiding in her wet hair. And I ask you not to - to act on Aslan's… request… until then.". "It has never been my wish to be in battle, and I didn't think it was his either, but…" the young woman gave a wry smile. She needed to talk to someone. She pushed the tangled auburn tresses up off of the base of her sister's skull. "Take care of her, Susan. "I've been at it for ten minutes now.". Susan pushed the door open with her hip, a tray balanced carefully on her fingertips. "Because we're women? You and our brothers have done your duties well and in accordance with your titles." Susan knew that Lucy was no fool. I gasped, my sides heaving.

All she could think of were the people there. "And you, Susan. ", Lucy sat straight up in surprise. Yes, it had been discussed, but that did not make it easier. It was supposed to be the party of the season and no one had begrudged her this night. "To act with bravery," she repeated. Her darling Queen was a good deal bruised and cut up, but appeared to be more exhausted and angry than much injured. Tears were streaming, and the pain was getting worse. It had been about nine years now since they had ruled and eight years since she had last been there. He was gone. Shuddering, Susan pushed her sister's hair back with her hand, both relieved and sickened to see a healed-over scar mingled with still-fresh blood. "Come in," her sister called from the other side of the door. Susan abruptly dropped the wet mane of hair and pressed a kiss to the back of her sister's head. Wounded Chapter 1 AN: Okay, so this is my very first Narnia Fanfic! Lucy stared after the army, her eyes wide. Another man moved forward and all Susan could see for a moment was that of a hand. It hit me as I laid there, gritting my teeth from the pain.

And yourself," Susan insisted. However, since she hadn't seen them yet, she could only hope it was because they were calmly awaiting rescue. "I believe…Lu, I believe. Susan bit her lip. I crawled my way to him, and grabbed his hand. That day had not come yet. She willed her heart to slow, trying to banish from her mind the false image of an injured Lucy collapsed on the floor. "Peter! Susan shook her head, cheek pressed against the dog's soft cloth fur, willing herself to stop thinking about them. We interrupt our program with an urgent message. I grabbed Edmund's hand, and pulled him towards us. It had taken years, and Susan had learned. Even though I knew I would die soon too, tears rolled down my cheeks. A year of seeing faces of those familiar in the crowds as she walked down the street. It was still on, so what was going on? I don't envy him his duty, sister, and can only be thankful that Aslan helps him in this. "It'll be okay Lu. She had time though. Her mother, father, Peter, Edmund, Lucy, Eustace, Jill, the Professor and 'Aunt' Polly. ", "Partly," Susan admitted. It meant that, while she had just gotten one sibling safely back by her side, two more were now to be put in danger. The very platform that she had stood on with her siblings when they had left London was now in only splintered pieces of wood. {{ links"/>
Susan felt tears pushing at her eyes.

He let out a gasp of pain. Susan shivered, distracting herself by taking a moment to thoroughly examine Lucy's face. Peter let out another groan. He has asked me to do this. They would not be called in if there were just injuries. Peter was a little longer in holding his baby sister, but when he pulled back his face was tight with resolve and pride. Romance, political complications, and sibling awkwardness ensue. "What is wrong?" She had hoped it wouldn't be necessary. "What?" "Hang in there Pete, Lu." She had grown used to biting down her screams of terror if Peter lifted Edmund from his horse, only to have the younger King's head loll on his brother's shoulder in a faint. She would give up her party tonight; in fact, she would give up all parties if only her family would be okay. However, it was a reminder of Lucy, her brothers, her parents and friends. She tried to pull away wreckage, shouting repeatedly for her family and friends. It helped in some ways, but she was very homesick for her island nation.

My brother really was dead. the Queen insisted. We had gone on a trip out to the countryside with our parents, though Susan had stayed home. There was no answer. Near the front of it all, Edmund and Peter were riding close to one another, their heads tilted together. The glance had been enough to prove that she had indeed cut herself, but she was not worried about herself. Not since she'd become like this.

She could hear the sound of the mattress moving on the other side of the room, and then the almost silent footsteps as Elizabeth walked across the room to Susan. ", "Promise me, Lucy!" She clutched the still form of her sister, hugging her close. How did Susan cope, and get through the days that followed. Suddenly, sharp, stabbing pain in my stomach caused me to cry out. But as ever, if something was requested of her by the Lion, she would do it.

Her dress, so important a moment ago had fallen from her hands and now was at heap on the floor. She hummed to herself and danced across the room to her closet. Sighing, I looked out the window, watching the scenery rush past us. I felt something wet, and I huddled against him. She was twenty one years old now, and looked quite beautiful. "Stay strong dear one. What happened on the train the day it crashed, killing the 3 Pevensies? My body was growing weaker, but I didn't fight it.

I could see the city rushing into view. She pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them, rocking slightly back and forth. It had been a fun trip, but all of us missed Susan. You'll feel better after a good meal. It just couldn't. For, while she hid it behind make up and dancing, Susan had a soft heart that had been broken by this. Mainly confused parents and friends. Once she read the letter I had left.

"Sister, what is the meaning of my title, of valiant?". "Aslan, I can't take this!" Another man carefully brushed back the girl's hair to see her face. I don't think he wants us to fight.".

Peter cried out as something slammed into him, causing him to let go of me. The one who must consider if a punishment is too harsh or not harsh enough. He didn't answer this time. She was not sleeping though. The house wasn't as cheerful when she was there, as awful as it was to say. Susan parted her sister's hair to reveal a deep gash just above the bottom of her hairline. I whispered. Lu!"

Prince Caspian had a sister, who is a warrior, and does not count herself beautiful.

", Lu dropped her head back against her sister's knees. "Eddie….don't…go…" Edmund didn't respond.

The train finally stopped. Lucy protested, her fingers seeking the wound hiding in her wet hair. And I ask you not to - to act on Aslan's… request… until then.". "It has never been my wish to be in battle, and I didn't think it was his either, but…" the young woman gave a wry smile. She needed to talk to someone. She pushed the tangled auburn tresses up off of the base of her sister's skull. "Take care of her, Susan. "I've been at it for ten minutes now.". Susan pushed the door open with her hip, a tray balanced carefully on her fingertips. "Because we're women? You and our brothers have done your duties well and in accordance with your titles." Susan knew that Lucy was no fool. I gasped, my sides heaving.

All she could think of were the people there. "And you, Susan. ", Lucy sat straight up in surprise. Yes, it had been discussed, but that did not make it easier. It was supposed to be the party of the season and no one had begrudged her this night. "To act with bravery," she repeated. Her darling Queen was a good deal bruised and cut up, but appeared to be more exhausted and angry than much injured. Tears were streaming, and the pain was getting worse. It had been about nine years now since they had ruled and eight years since she had last been there. He was gone. Shuddering, Susan pushed her sister's hair back with her hand, both relieved and sickened to see a healed-over scar mingled with still-fresh blood. "Come in," her sister called from the other side of the door. Susan abruptly dropped the wet mane of hair and pressed a kiss to the back of her sister's head. Wounded Chapter 1 AN: Okay, so this is my very first Narnia Fanfic! Lucy stared after the army, her eyes wide. Another man moved forward and all Susan could see for a moment was that of a hand. It hit me as I laid there, gritting my teeth from the pain.

And yourself," Susan insisted. However, since she hadn't seen them yet, she could only hope it was because they were calmly awaiting rescue. "I believe…Lu, I believe. Susan bit her lip. I crawled my way to him, and grabbed his hand. That day had not come yet. She willed her heart to slow, trying to banish from her mind the false image of an injured Lucy collapsed on the floor. "Peter! Susan shook her head, cheek pressed against the dog's soft cloth fur, willing herself to stop thinking about them. We interrupt our program with an urgent message. I grabbed Edmund's hand, and pulled him towards us. It had taken years, and Susan had learned. Even though I knew I would die soon too, tears rolled down my cheeks. A year of seeing faces of those familiar in the crowds as she walked down the street. It was still on, so what was going on? I don't envy him his duty, sister, and can only be thankful that Aslan helps him in this. "It'll be okay Lu. She had time though. Her mother, father, Peter, Edmund, Lucy, Eustace, Jill, the Professor and 'Aunt' Polly. ", "Partly," Susan admitted. It meant that, while she had just gotten one sibling safely back by her side, two more were now to be put in danger. The very platform that she had stood on with her siblings when they had left London was now in only splintered pieces of wood. {{ links" />
Susan felt tears pushing at her eyes.

He let out a gasp of pain. Susan shivered, distracting herself by taking a moment to thoroughly examine Lucy's face. Peter let out another groan. He has asked me to do this. They would not be called in if there were just injuries. Peter was a little longer in holding his baby sister, but when he pulled back his face was tight with resolve and pride. Romance, political complications, and sibling awkwardness ensue. "What is wrong?" She had hoped it wouldn't be necessary. "What?" "Hang in there Pete, Lu." She had grown used to biting down her screams of terror if Peter lifted Edmund from his horse, only to have the younger King's head loll on his brother's shoulder in a faint. She would give up her party tonight; in fact, she would give up all parties if only her family would be okay. However, it was a reminder of Lucy, her brothers, her parents and friends. She tried to pull away wreckage, shouting repeatedly for her family and friends. It helped in some ways, but she was very homesick for her island nation.

My brother really was dead. the Queen insisted. We had gone on a trip out to the countryside with our parents, though Susan had stayed home. There was no answer. Near the front of it all, Edmund and Peter were riding close to one another, their heads tilted together. The glance had been enough to prove that she had indeed cut herself, but she was not worried about herself. Not since she'd become like this.

She could hear the sound of the mattress moving on the other side of the room, and then the almost silent footsteps as Elizabeth walked across the room to Susan. ", "Promise me, Lucy!" She clutched the still form of her sister, hugging her close. How did Susan cope, and get through the days that followed. Suddenly, sharp, stabbing pain in my stomach caused me to cry out. But as ever, if something was requested of her by the Lion, she would do it.

Her dress, so important a moment ago had fallen from her hands and now was at heap on the floor. She hummed to herself and danced across the room to her closet. Sighing, I looked out the window, watching the scenery rush past us. I felt something wet, and I huddled against him. She was twenty one years old now, and looked quite beautiful. "Stay strong dear one. What happened on the train the day it crashed, killing the 3 Pevensies? My body was growing weaker, but I didn't fight it.

I could see the city rushing into view. She pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them, rocking slightly back and forth. It had been a fun trip, but all of us missed Susan. You'll feel better after a good meal. It just couldn't. For, while she hid it behind make up and dancing, Susan had a soft heart that had been broken by this. Mainly confused parents and friends. Once she read the letter I had left.

"Sister, what is the meaning of my title, of valiant?". "Aslan, I can't take this!" Another man carefully brushed back the girl's hair to see her face. I don't think he wants us to fight.".

Peter cried out as something slammed into him, causing him to let go of me. The one who must consider if a punishment is too harsh or not harsh enough. He didn't answer this time. She was not sleeping though. The house wasn't as cheerful when she was there, as awful as it was to say. Susan parted her sister's hair to reveal a deep gash just above the bottom of her hairline. I whispered. Lu!"

Prince Caspian had a sister, who is a warrior, and does not count herself beautiful.

", Lu dropped her head back against her sister's knees. "Eddie….don't…go…" Edmund didn't respond.

The train finally stopped. Lucy protested, her fingers seeking the wound hiding in her wet hair. And I ask you not to - to act on Aslan's… request… until then.". "It has never been my wish to be in battle, and I didn't think it was his either, but…" the young woman gave a wry smile. She needed to talk to someone. She pushed the tangled auburn tresses up off of the base of her sister's skull. "Take care of her, Susan. "I've been at it for ten minutes now.". Susan pushed the door open with her hip, a tray balanced carefully on her fingertips. "Because we're women? You and our brothers have done your duties well and in accordance with your titles." Susan knew that Lucy was no fool. I gasped, my sides heaving.

All she could think of were the people there. "And you, Susan. ", Lucy sat straight up in surprise. Yes, it had been discussed, but that did not make it easier. It was supposed to be the party of the season and no one had begrudged her this night. "To act with bravery," she repeated. Her darling Queen was a good deal bruised and cut up, but appeared to be more exhausted and angry than much injured. Tears were streaming, and the pain was getting worse. It had been about nine years now since they had ruled and eight years since she had last been there. He was gone. Shuddering, Susan pushed her sister's hair back with her hand, both relieved and sickened to see a healed-over scar mingled with still-fresh blood. "Come in," her sister called from the other side of the door. Susan abruptly dropped the wet mane of hair and pressed a kiss to the back of her sister's head. Wounded Chapter 1 AN: Okay, so this is my very first Narnia Fanfic! Lucy stared after the army, her eyes wide. Another man moved forward and all Susan could see for a moment was that of a hand. It hit me as I laid there, gritting my teeth from the pain.

And yourself," Susan insisted. However, since she hadn't seen them yet, she could only hope it was because they were calmly awaiting rescue. "I believe…Lu, I believe. Susan bit her lip. I crawled my way to him, and grabbed his hand. That day had not come yet. She willed her heart to slow, trying to banish from her mind the false image of an injured Lucy collapsed on the floor. "Peter! Susan shook her head, cheek pressed against the dog's soft cloth fur, willing herself to stop thinking about them. We interrupt our program with an urgent message. I grabbed Edmund's hand, and pulled him towards us. It had taken years, and Susan had learned. Even though I knew I would die soon too, tears rolled down my cheeks. A year of seeing faces of those familiar in the crowds as she walked down the street. It was still on, so what was going on? I don't envy him his duty, sister, and can only be thankful that Aslan helps him in this. "It'll be okay Lu. She had time though. Her mother, father, Peter, Edmund, Lucy, Eustace, Jill, the Professor and 'Aunt' Polly. ", "Partly," Susan admitted. It meant that, while she had just gotten one sibling safely back by her side, two more were now to be put in danger. The very platform that she had stood on with her siblings when they had left London was now in only splintered pieces of wood. {{ links" />

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"Susan," she said finally, "Do you think the titles Aslan gave us mean anything? Peter and Edmund simply felt very silly indeed, and both of them neglected to pick any berries for fear of looking foolish. Frowning, the older sister pushed the top layer of Lu's hair away to reveal a mass of knots and dried stickiness at the base of her neck. You know he is not a violent man and hates war, but he will do what he thinks is needed. ", Lucy shook her head and made as if to go to the stables, her steps uncertain. It seemed like one big nightmare. In her heart though, she was certain that would not be the case. Then a squeal of the wheels. Her entire body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, chills running through her even though she had a blanket over herself. Preferably not set in Narnia at all. There's Peter who's 15, Susan who's 14, Edmund who's 12, Lucy who's 10 and then Allison who's 8. gasped Peter, anxiously catching his sister's face in his hands.

Susan felt tears pushing at her eyes.

He let out a gasp of pain. Susan shivered, distracting herself by taking a moment to thoroughly examine Lucy's face. Peter let out another groan. He has asked me to do this. They would not be called in if there were just injuries. Peter was a little longer in holding his baby sister, but when he pulled back his face was tight with resolve and pride. Romance, political complications, and sibling awkwardness ensue. "What is wrong?" She had hoped it wouldn't be necessary. "What?" "Hang in there Pete, Lu." She had grown used to biting down her screams of terror if Peter lifted Edmund from his horse, only to have the younger King's head loll on his brother's shoulder in a faint. She would give up her party tonight; in fact, she would give up all parties if only her family would be okay. However, it was a reminder of Lucy, her brothers, her parents and friends. She tried to pull away wreckage, shouting repeatedly for her family and friends. It helped in some ways, but she was very homesick for her island nation.

My brother really was dead. the Queen insisted. We had gone on a trip out to the countryside with our parents, though Susan had stayed home. There was no answer. Near the front of it all, Edmund and Peter were riding close to one another, their heads tilted together. The glance had been enough to prove that she had indeed cut herself, but she was not worried about herself. Not since she'd become like this.

She could hear the sound of the mattress moving on the other side of the room, and then the almost silent footsteps as Elizabeth walked across the room to Susan. ", "Promise me, Lucy!" She clutched the still form of her sister, hugging her close. How did Susan cope, and get through the days that followed. Suddenly, sharp, stabbing pain in my stomach caused me to cry out. But as ever, if something was requested of her by the Lion, she would do it.

Her dress, so important a moment ago had fallen from her hands and now was at heap on the floor. She hummed to herself and danced across the room to her closet. Sighing, I looked out the window, watching the scenery rush past us. I felt something wet, and I huddled against him. She was twenty one years old now, and looked quite beautiful. "Stay strong dear one. What happened on the train the day it crashed, killing the 3 Pevensies? My body was growing weaker, but I didn't fight it.

I could see the city rushing into view. She pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them, rocking slightly back and forth. It had been a fun trip, but all of us missed Susan. You'll feel better after a good meal. It just couldn't. For, while she hid it behind make up and dancing, Susan had a soft heart that had been broken by this. Mainly confused parents and friends. Once she read the letter I had left.

"Sister, what is the meaning of my title, of valiant?". "Aslan, I can't take this!" Another man carefully brushed back the girl's hair to see her face. I don't think he wants us to fight.".

Peter cried out as something slammed into him, causing him to let go of me. The one who must consider if a punishment is too harsh or not harsh enough. He didn't answer this time. She was not sleeping though. The house wasn't as cheerful when she was there, as awful as it was to say. Susan parted her sister's hair to reveal a deep gash just above the bottom of her hairline. I whispered. Lu!"

Prince Caspian had a sister, who is a warrior, and does not count herself beautiful.

", Lu dropped her head back against her sister's knees. "Eddie….don't…go…" Edmund didn't respond.

The train finally stopped. Lucy protested, her fingers seeking the wound hiding in her wet hair. And I ask you not to - to act on Aslan's… request… until then.". "It has never been my wish to be in battle, and I didn't think it was his either, but…" the young woman gave a wry smile. She needed to talk to someone. She pushed the tangled auburn tresses up off of the base of her sister's skull. "Take care of her, Susan. "I've been at it for ten minutes now.". Susan pushed the door open with her hip, a tray balanced carefully on her fingertips. "Because we're women? You and our brothers have done your duties well and in accordance with your titles." Susan knew that Lucy was no fool. I gasped, my sides heaving.

All she could think of were the people there. "And you, Susan. ", Lucy sat straight up in surprise. Yes, it had been discussed, but that did not make it easier. It was supposed to be the party of the season and no one had begrudged her this night. "To act with bravery," she repeated. Her darling Queen was a good deal bruised and cut up, but appeared to be more exhausted and angry than much injured. Tears were streaming, and the pain was getting worse. It had been about nine years now since they had ruled and eight years since she had last been there. He was gone. Shuddering, Susan pushed her sister's hair back with her hand, both relieved and sickened to see a healed-over scar mingled with still-fresh blood. "Come in," her sister called from the other side of the door. Susan abruptly dropped the wet mane of hair and pressed a kiss to the back of her sister's head. Wounded Chapter 1 AN: Okay, so this is my very first Narnia Fanfic! Lucy stared after the army, her eyes wide. Another man moved forward and all Susan could see for a moment was that of a hand. It hit me as I laid there, gritting my teeth from the pain.

And yourself," Susan insisted. However, since she hadn't seen them yet, she could only hope it was because they were calmly awaiting rescue. "I believe…Lu, I believe. Susan bit her lip. I crawled my way to him, and grabbed his hand. That day had not come yet. She willed her heart to slow, trying to banish from her mind the false image of an injured Lucy collapsed on the floor. "Peter! Susan shook her head, cheek pressed against the dog's soft cloth fur, willing herself to stop thinking about them. We interrupt our program with an urgent message. I grabbed Edmund's hand, and pulled him towards us. It had taken years, and Susan had learned. Even though I knew I would die soon too, tears rolled down my cheeks. A year of seeing faces of those familiar in the crowds as she walked down the street. It was still on, so what was going on? I don't envy him his duty, sister, and can only be thankful that Aslan helps him in this. "It'll be okay Lu. She had time though. Her mother, father, Peter, Edmund, Lucy, Eustace, Jill, the Professor and 'Aunt' Polly. ", "Partly," Susan admitted. It meant that, while she had just gotten one sibling safely back by her side, two more were now to be put in danger. The very platform that she had stood on with her siblings when they had left London was now in only splintered pieces of wood.

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