Queen Susan the Not-So-Gentle

By Narnian magic

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And just so you guys know, this is when the Pevensies were still quite young, not quite adults yet, probably around 11-15 years old.

Back to the story…

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At breakfast the next morning, Edmund smirked. They had their plan ready. Next to him, Peter was grinning his head off. Susan stared at them, knowing exactly what they were thinking. Lucy was smirking as well. Susan couldn't take it anymore. "All right you lot, tell me what's going on." No one said anything. Then Edmund pushed his plate away. "Well, Peter and I are going riding with Prince Granitine." Susan narrowed her eyes at her brothers. Peter just smirked, and they left. Lucy looked at her older sister, and started to laugh. She couldn't help it, it was so funny!

Her sister's expression was one of frustration and gladness. The frustration was their secrecy and hidden amusement. The gladness came from the hopes that they would drive away the prince from Calormen. Then Susan glared at her younger sister. Lucy then struggled to keep silent, but she failed miserably. So she went out of the room to her own chambers.

Peter laughed and Edmund did too. They were supposed to meet the prince at the stable that morning to go riding. Finally, the prince appeared, and the two kings looked at each other in the eye. "Shall we?" Prince Granitine nodded. They mounted their horses: Peter on his snow-white unicorn, Edmund on Philip, and the prince on a black one. They raced out of the stables, and to the giant meadow they've always felt great in.

Edmund, when the prince looked at the big place in awe, signaled to Peter to begin their plan. Peter grinned, and nodded before suppressing his grin and turned it into a friendly smile. "Prince Granitine, I am sure that you love my sister deeply." Prince Granitine turned to him and nodded, his eyes full of hope. Meanwhile, Edmund, who was behind him, snickered, and had to bury his head in Philips mane from laughing aloud. He knew what Peter was going to say, and he could just picture his reaction. Peter tried his best to not grin, and he could just barely hide it. "Well, as much as I hate to tell you, she belongs to another man, and I loathe him very much."

The prince was taken aback, and behind him, Edmund was laughing, his eyes pooled with tears of silent laughter. Peter had an urge to laugh himself, but he bit it back, for Susan's sake. The prince recovered from his state of shock, and Peter saw that he was purple. "Does- Does your sister love him?" He stammered. At this, Edmund laughed harder, almost aloud, but thankfully, he was able to control himself. "Very much so." Peter responded, trying in vain to keep his face straight, but he couldn't help it when he felt the corner of his lips lift slightly. He fought to push them back down.

Edmund straightened himself, dried his eyes, then said, "It will be best to give her up, she is engaged to a man that she loves, and he is very powerful." The prince looked at him. Then he looked at Peter, then hesitated before saying, "Very well. I am glad to at least have seen the goddess of beauty in all of Narnia. Then he turned around, and rode back to the direction of Cair Paravel.

With his departure, the two brothers dismounted, then collapsed on the ground, laughing. They laughed until what seemed like hours on end, and then Peter got up shakily, wiped the tears from his eyes, and put out his hand to help his brother up. Edmund too, wiped his eyes, grinned, and they mounted their steeds and rode back to the castle.

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Lucy was hiding in the stable, waiting. She had already been informed of the plan beforehand, and she was just waiting to get a look at the poor prince's face. She heard a horse's hooves, then looked up to see the prince of Calormen, his face purple and downcast. He got off the horse, and moments later, her brothers rode in, laughing. It was a wonder that they could stay on their horses like that! She ran up to them.

"Edmund. EDMUND PEVENSIE!" Lucy shouted at the top of her voice. The two brothers immediately swallowed their laughter. It was not good when Lucy yelled. But fortunately, for them, Lucy just wanted to get their attention. "What happened?" she asked. So they filled her in, and she was laughing as well. Peter then stopped laughing when he spotted a figure at the doorway. Lucy saw him, and stopped laughing as well, and Edmund did the same. Peter swallowed hard, then said, "Hello, Susan."

"Peter Pevensie." She hissed. Then she walked up to them. "You are going to tell me why Prince Granitine packed up and left right before you burst into laughter in here." Her eyes threw him a death glare that would have made people want to go to hell than face her at the moment. "Uh…we…um, we just, um, just came back from riding, with, um, the prince, and, um…" Peter stuttered. Susan never stopped glaring at him, and made Peter squirm with uncomfortable ness.

"It was the truth!" Edmund squeaked. Peter couldn't help but laugh aloud. Susan looked at her brothers, and blew up, yelling at the top of her voice, about how they would disgrace Narnia by being rude to their guests, and all that kind of stuff. Lucy grimaced as she saw the pained expression on Peter's face. But then she silently laughed as she found out it was because Susan was giving him her death-go-to-hell glare. He was scared, and she laughed silently. Susan finally finished after what seem like hours later and they went to go get some lunch.

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Lunch wasn't its usual merriness. It was because of Susan, there was a dark cloud hanging there, and you could practically see it. The two boys felt as if they talked, they would die. At least, that's what Susan's look suggested. Peter finished his lunch as soon as he could, and raced to the North wing to his chambers, running from the feeling that Susan was melting holes in him through her glares. Once he reached his chambers, he collapsed on the bed, and closed his eyes, finally away from his raging sister. She was named Gentle, but she could be murderous. He sighed, and relaxed, finally finding peace in the midst of a terrible anger from a gentle queen.

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