The day of return to London:
Susan walked back to her room, mournful with the knowledge of never seeing Narnia again.
Oh, this was not going to work.
The color of her walls was the same color of the tile in Cair Paravel.
The lion stuffed animal sitting on her bed she might have to surrender to Lucy.
Her bedspread was the same brown as the eyes of… maybe she could stay in Edmund's room for a while.
"Hey Ed, can we switch rooms for a month or two."
Susan pled with her eyes and had her best " your caring, loving sister needs your help" face on.
Edmund did not budge. "Why?"
Susan was getting fed up with the fact he always needed a explanation. "BECAUSE I NEED TO SWITCH NOW!!"
Edmund back away, frightened at Susan the Gentle's sudden outburst. Susan changed her expression. A mischievous glint replaced her scorned look.
She ran back to her room, grabbed her bow and arrow (the only thing she kept from Narnia) and ran back to Edmund with an arrow aimed and ready to shoot.
"Would you like to reconsider?"
"FINE, take the damn room." Edmond stalked off to his new quarters while Susan, happy with her new un-Narnian room, lay down and drifted to
sleep and dreamt of Caspian and Narnia.
Caspian POV
"But Professor I parleyed with the Giants all day,they won't stop uprooting the dancing trees." "We will have to face it. I am going to my room. Do not come get me till dawn."
Caspian took off to the tower stairs.
The long flight up to the top was the only time to think he had all day. Extra time to think was dangerous, it left room in his head for only one thing:
Susan.
He finally reached hisroom and lay down. Since his head was already swimming with thoughts of her, he dreamt of Susan.