Lucy:

I walk slowly along the halls to the balcony. Caspian is there stood there as usual waiting for the flood of new souls to enter Aslan's country. I come and stand next to him. He doesn't look at me but he knows I am there, hoping as he is that today might be the day that Susan finally gets the fate that she deserves and joins us in Aslan's country.

"Sometimes I think that she might never come," Caspian says. "That I will wait here every day for so long that soon I shall forget what I am waiting for… whom I am waiting for."
I say nothing in reply. Instead the two of us just stand in silence.

A few minutes has passed. I see them making their way over the hill. I begin to scan their faces, hoping that maybe this will be the day. Suddenly, I feel Caspian stand up slightly taller next to me.
"Susan," he breathes.
Then I see her, running towards Cair Paravel, her hair lose around her face, which has not an inch of make-up on it. Instead she looks younger, care free and every inch Queen Susan the gentle of the golden age. An excited laugh escapes my lips.
"Peter! Edmund!" I shout, and the two of us run down the stairs to tell my brothers the good news and greet the gentle queen.