Dear Peter (and Edmund)

I cannot even begin to tell you how happy we all are to hear that you have turned your faces for home! Even though it will be at least a week until I see you, the waiting seems easier when I know that the fighting is done and you are on your way back to us.

Seeing as Edmund could not be bothered to write me a whole letter from scratch, I have decided that he only gets a paragraph or two to himself this time! Ed, I am so, so proud of you. If I had been there to see you fighting all those terrible creatures I would no doubt have had a heart attack, but hearing about it all after the event was so thrilling that I almost forgot to worry. I know that you don't need me to tell you how to fight a battle, but I have to say those things because just imagine how I would feel if I didn't say them and then you went and got yourself ki--hurt yourself badly?

I'm sorry to hear about your injuries, but at least they're not too severe. Keep your ankle strapped, and ride gently as we need you to be fit and ready to dance for days when you return! And I would love to go riding with you, just the two of us, although I am insulted that you think I was putting it on about wanting to know all about the battle strategies! Just because I'm a girl, it doesn't mean I can't take an interest in these things, you know. Lucy for one is dying to hear all about it, and I am always interested in what you have been doing. I am so excited about the feast; I hope you are too. (What's the surprise you have for Lucy? I promise I won't tell!)

By now I expect Edmund has become bored and wandered off, so I will direct the rest of this epistle to Peter, (don't read this next part to him as he'll only get angry with you and laugh at me.)

When I read what you wrote about Ed being almost "swallowed up" I felt sicker than I have ever felt in my life. The only thing that stopped me from crying was when my eyes fell upon the word "Aslan" a few sentences later, and I remembered to be thankful that you were both alive and well enough to write to me of such horrible things! I too am haunted by images of our little brother lying close to death on the fields of Beruna, and if I am honest, it was when I started trying to depict that terrible moment that I had to stop working on the tapestry. It was just too hard, not knowing… But now that I am sure you are both safe and well, I have begun again in earnest.

I hope to have at least the key scenes completed to show you on your return; I have your battle with the witch almost complete, but I still cannot bring myself to sew the part where Edmund was injured. I am toying with the idea of glossing over that part, and keeping only the joyful parts – the moment when he broke the witch's wand and the scene where Lucy healed him and we were all so happy together.

It seems a very strange thing to be making such a grand statement about one's own family, rather like showing off… but Mrs Beaver assures me that it is quite appropriate and that if I didn't do it, somebody else surely would and perhaps they would not portray things accurately. Lucy keeps nagging at me to put in a scene depicting the moment I had to shoot that terrible dwarf, but I am not keen to do that. It is such a horrid memory. Besides, that would feel even more like showing off, trying to make myself look like some kind of hero.

I certainly won't scold you for practising your swordsmanship so hard, not now I fully realise how much your lives depend on being prepared. My most fervent hope is that someday soon, Aslan willing, Narnia will have peace, and you will not have to ride off to war again. I know in my heart that your destiny lies beyond the battlefield, Peter. I have told Edmund already how proud I am of him, and of how Lucy feels about you both, but I realise now that I have yet to tell you how proud I am of you. It is almost impossible to articulate; I hope you will know how I feel.

Of course, I will see to it that your regal wardrobe is in order; I only haven't done it already because I didn't want to be too bossy. Perhaps you would like me to take over that duty for you and Edmund and Lucy from now on? I know that none of you care much for outward appearances, but it is truly something I enjoy, and it will certainly help take my mind off this interminable waiting!

I had better go, as Lucy wants to use the writing desk now. I am going to go and do a little more work on the tapestry; I have recently purchased some beautiful golden thread which will do wonderfully to accent Aslan's mane. Sorry that this letter has been so full of girlish things, but I can't help it! Hurry home!

All my love, Susan x

Dear Peter,

How are you? I am fine, I am writing this letter to you from Susan's desk having chased her off it because it is nicer than mine she is a lot tidier than I am. I miss you a lot and Edmund too. Susan says you will be home very soon and I am trying very hard to be patient but it is difficult! Every morning I get up early and go into Eds bedroom and stand on his balcony because it has the best view of the west and I look out to see if your coming home but so far you haven't. And yes, I wear my scarf. Has Su told you about my scarf she knitted for me? I love it because it is very soft and Mr Tumnus has one that is just like it only his is a more bright red than mine. Also because it makes me think of you, because Susan said you told her I have to wear it. Now I have a hat as well, so yes, I am warm enough! I am glad you are both safe. Was the battle very exciting? I wish I had been there because I could of helped with my dagger and specially my cordial. Can I come with you next time? I am getting to be very good at throwing my dagger. Alright, Susan is better at archery than I am but I am getting good at that too, so I could be a big help to you in a battle. But even if you say I can't come, which is what Susan says you will probably say (unfair!) I want you to take my cordial with you as I think it would be very useful and I want it to be there in case you or Edmund get hurt. I am writing to him as well today, tell him he has to write back! In other news, I think the feast is going to be brilliant, I can't wait to see the dryads and nyads and the fireworks. Mr Tumnus and I have been working on a song to sing for you at the feast, because Susan got to sing you a song before you left so it is my turn when you come back! Me and Su have decided that whenever you go away, Susan will sing her sad song and then when you come back I will sing a happy one to welcome you home. Anyway, I've got to go now, Mr Tumnus wants to go for a walk on the beach. I love living by the sea, specially the mermaids

Lots of love from your sister Lucy x x x x

Dear Ed,

How are you? I am fine. I can't write a long letter because I want to go for a walk with Mr Tumnus in a minute, but I just wanted to write to you and say hello and that I am very glad you are alright. Susan says you have a surprise for me and I am dying to know what it is! I'm going to make a surprise for you as well, but it will be a surprise for me too as I don't know what it is yet! When you come home, I want you to tell me all about your adventures, was it all very exciting? Su says that you and her are going to go riding when you get home, will you show me how to ride a horse so I can come with you please? I can't wait for you to get here, so ride fast alright? I've got to go now or the sun will be gone.

Lots of love from Lucy x x x

PS I forgot to say I am so glad that you and me are friends again!