sagittariusly | (no subject)

With the White Witch defeated and a sense of peace prevailing over Narnia, Peter has finally been able to settle into the role of High King. His days are filled with paperwork and foreign policies, many new councillors greeting him and begging his ear for new ideas. While this new role gave him a great sense of duty and responsibility, and like always, Peter rose to the challenge.

Sometimes, even though he has come to love the job Narnia has given him, he has to slip away. He is settled in one of the balconies today, overlooking the great sea of Narnia. He leans against he marble parapets, the sun warming his face, and the breeze cooling his skin. It's silent, save for the idle chatter of birds or the giggles of Lucy down below, dancing with the tree nymphs. His heart stirs in awe of the beautiful place. What a land he was given, he thinks when he is alone. And sometimes, he doubts Aslan's confidence in him.

He's just a boy. How is he supposed to take care of so many beautiful, wonderful things?

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Susan is vaguely aware that being a queen requires one to be quite knowledgeable about so many things, but it still takes her by surprise that she is required to be knowledgeable about so many things.

Not only does she have to learn about Narnia and its rich history, she has to learn about diplomacy as well. And not only that, but she has to learn how to dress and act like a queen - how to speak, how to move, even how to breathe as though she's been born into the role. And she wasn't! Sometimes Susan wants to remind them of this, yet by some miracle she manages to keep her mouth shut, and instead does what she's told.

Now she has a book in her hand, absorbed in reading its pages as she walks along the hall. Her tutor - a wily fox - has told her beforehand that she will be given a test today, and she doesn't want to fail it. A Queen does have her pride, after all.