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It has been several days since Peter and Lucy's departure to Anvard to attend their late-summer harvest. Susan has been on the receiving end of Lucy's many and detailed depictions of their activities, and a part of her is envious that both Lucy and Peter were there to see such beautiful, festive things, whereas she and Edmund were left behind in Cair Paravel... enduring the most horrid of things.

Of course, after that thought Susan feels terribly ashamed for even entertaining it. Blast Edmund for putting such thoughts in her head!

Two days ago, Susan receives word from her older brother that they are journeying back to Cair in no less than two days' time. The castle then prepares for the return of its beloved High King and Valiant Queen and readies itself for a sumptuous feast. Susan herself is preparing for a completely different reason; she looks forward to seeing her siblings again, though her intentions for it may not be wholly... innocent.

She is told that Peter's entourage has been spotted coming towards Cair Paravel. Susan smiles and rises from her seat.

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Edmund, for his part, is in a rather high-spirited mood. Not only have Mr. Softfallow's lessons come to a definitive close, Susan has proved herself a willing and eager participant in his own dastardly schemes. Even if she won't admit to it outright. A bit of well-deserved mischief and a partner in crime; what more could he ask?

He is the Just King, after all. Best to be keeping up appearances.

"Finally," Edmund murmurs at Susan's side, pushing himself to his feet a moment after. "Look at the lot of them! Fattened up from the harvest, aren't they?"

Susan looks in time to see her two siblings and smiles, despite herself. "Well, Lucy did say they haven't stopped eating since the moment they arrived in Anvard. It seems they've taken advantage of their hosts' hospitality and scarcely passed up any chance at feasting." She pauses. "I feel very much deprived in return, Edmund. Whatever shall I do?"

"Well, they do look fat and succulent enough to be honored as centerpieces of a feast of our own," says Edmund, a grin in the low curl of his voice.

And yet his eyes are bright and sweet with affection untempered; though the siblings four of Cair Paravel's thrones may toss each other nightly from the ramparts of constructed humor, in the end parting from one another will still always be a trial.

Still, Edmund is a king and (nearly) a man. He'll leave the sentimentality to Peter. And the girls, yes, but mostly Peter.

She hits him on the arm, but even Susan, in all her supposed regalness, can't quite hide the mischievous glint in her eyes. "You are horrible," she says in a tone low enough that only Edmund can hear it. "But really, Edmund - are we going through with it? I almost feel as though we're sending our own siblings to the gallows, with what we're about to tell them."

...almost.

"Su," says Edmund, in that long-suffering, pedantic tone that he learned from the Gentle Queen herself, "We've only just recovered from a week spent studying diagrams of a Minotaur's unmentionables. If you tell me that you aren't aching for a bit of petty revenge, you'll be outing yourself as a terrible liar."

He rubs at his arm, absently — for all of her so-called gentleness, those dainty arms of Susan's hide a great deal of strength.

"Well yes, but--"

She sees Lucy almost bouncing on her feet as she makes her way towards her older siblings, and, as always Susan feels a surge of affection for her younger sister. Despite their many and varied differences Susan dearly loves Lucy, and this is the part of her that says she doesn't deserve whatever they had in store for the returning pair.

Peter, on the other hand, is a completely different matter.

Here Susan draws closer to Edmund and speaks even more softly: "Don't you think Lu would enjoy the lessons, though? You know how she loves all things about Narnia. Perhaps this won't even be any sort of punishment for her!"

Edited 2012-11-12 03:09 (UTC)

Edmund is slightly less overt about it, but he too cannot help the renewed flare of warmth that imbues his chest at the sight of prodigal sister and brother both — though, as with Susan, his gaze is drawn first to the eternal smile upon his younger sister's face.

"—now you're speaking with sense. She'll be chattering about nothing but Minotaur unmentionables for the next season, and we'll be the ones to suffer." But Edmund is half-distracted by the incumbent party; soon he's forgoing protocol entirely to take Susan's hand and pull her along as he descends from the raised dais housing their royal seats.

It had been a marvelous week at Anvard, evident from their cheerful demeanor and spirited recounting of their adventures. Peter was laughing and half-running in an attempt to keep up with Lucy, who was practically bouncing all over the place.

Spending time with their subjects and learning their traditions was always rewarding, and Peter never tired of the look of wonder at each new thing Lucy came across.

"—honestly, the expression on his face—Ed! Su!"

Peter immediately brightened upon seeing his siblings, and after he excused himself from the party, he came to meet them halfway in the throne room.

[ooc: I'm sorry for the hideously late tag. Life kicked me in the ass and then I forgot about this. ;;; Also excuse the lack of icons.]

Edited 2013-01-19 13:58 (UTC)

Lucy always loves adventures and seeing many new things about Narnia, and it likely took a lot of persuading on Peter's part to get his sister back to Cair Paravel.

"I win, Peter!" She calls out, looking over her shoulder as she runs ahead of him, her face alight. Even when she sees her siblings, she grins and bounds up to them. Edmund seems to be the first in her path, so no doubt he will get a smothering Lucy hug.

"Oh, Edmund, you should have come. You, too, Su! Did you get my letters? I did try and write one every hour, even!" She grins brightly, still bubbling over with joy from the harvest experience.

Susan beams at the sight of Lucy seemingly smothering the life out of Edmund. She opens her arms, ready to receive her share of a Lucy hug should her sister give her one. "Every hour? Why, Lu, now I doubt if you ever did get to see anything since you're so immersed in writing to us!"

Her sister's letters are, in fact, sitting on Susan's desk. While their numbers aren't anywhere near hundreds like Lucy's claim implies, there are a considerable number - proving her sister's enthusiasm in sharing what she's seen.

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