This idea got into my head yesterday when I was rewatching the film, and it wouldn't go away, so I sat down and just wrote it. It may be continued if I get more ideas. Hope you like! R&R
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Dear Mother,
It's my fourteenth birthday today. Six years I've been a Queen, and I still miss you. I want you to know that, Mother; I miss you more than I've missed anything in my whole life. I haven't forgotten you.
We didn't do much. Ed and me had a special dinner this afternoon, that was all. Peter and Susan couldn't come; Peter is with the centaur council in the Western Woods, and Susan was called away yesterday to deal with a rogue Minotaur the Archenlanders spotted near Mount Pike. I was a bit upset that they couldn't be here, but – well, we've all learned to make sacrifices in the years we've been away from you. What Peter and Su were doing was more important.
I'm sitting in my bedchamber at the moment, by the window that looks out over the sea. I wish you could see the Narnian ocean, Mother. It's so beautiful, especially on a summer night like this – all deep blues and greens, with the moon and stars glittering in reflection on the waves. I can't help but think ruefully of the grey, cold water I saw when you took us to the seaside in England that time.
I wonder what's going on there now. Has the war ended yet? Has Da come home? How I wish you could answer me. I want to see you again so much – I'm scared I'll forget what you look like, how you speak. Edmund and Peter and Susan miss you as well. They've never said so, but I can tell. I know my life is here now, in Narnia, as Queen Lucy the Valiant – doesn't that sound funny, Mother? – but I wish you and Da were here as well. I would have thought, by now, I would have got over my homesickness; but I haven't, not quite. Well, homesickness isn't exactly the right word. I don't miss the little terraced house in Finchley; I miss you. Susan is good at playing Mother, but she couldn't ever replace you, although I'm very close to her. We're all very close – fighting a war does that to you, I suppose.
So, Mother, keep safe and well – wherever you are now. I love you. I won't forget you.
Lucy