Queen Susan the Not-So-Gentle
By Narnian magic
Thanks to reviewers!
Shatafa- Thanks so much!
Fledge- Ok, I'll try. Thanks for the advice!
Zeldy – Yep, you're right, poor, poor Peter…I guess there will be…later…it depends.
Story resumation!
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He knew that Susan could be murderous. He just knew it, but he didn't know just how murderous his little sister could be. He remembered her glare that made him gladly go to hell than face her at the moment. He remembered the sound of her voice, dripping with venom. High King Peter shuddered, despite his bravado and guts. He could never believe it. Even his little sister could make him feel like dying. He sighed, and grinned, when he remembered that his two youngest siblings were still downstairs with the murderous queen.
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Queen Susan had glared at her older brother, and he ran upstairs. Now she was grinning evilly at her two younger siblings, knowing that they weren't as daring when their older brother weren't there. She made sure they saw her, and she made sure they were shifting uncomfortably in their seats. She dared them to say something. Anything. They wouldn't even utter a sound. Oh well. She finished, and smirked, wiped her mouth on her napkin, and said, "Well, have a good lunch." Then she walked off. Lucy didn't have any problem with her sister saying that, but really, the way she was smiling, Lucy didn't like it. She and her brother breathed a sigh of relief. The dark storm cloud had gone with their elder sister.
Edmund then said, "Scary. No wonder why Peter warned me to be careful. Susan's really murderous…" he trailed off, shuddering. "Yeah." Lucy said, nodding. They finished their lunch, and Edmund asked, "Well, Lu, where should we go next?" Lucy looked around dubiously. "Anywhere that Susan isn't." She said. Edmund nodded. "Agreed. So where would Susan be at the moment?" He saw his younger sister think. "Well, there's a possibility that she's in the archery ring…and there's a possibility that she's in her room." The servants skittered around to clean up the lunch of the four monarchs. Soon, the table was all cleared. Then they both turned their heads at the sound of a trumpet blast. It was another suitor. They groaned just as their older siblings burst into the throne room, and straightened their crowns and sat down.
Edmund looked over to his older brother, and noticed that he looked at Susan not full of concern, but full of…full of…he wasn't sure. Something was filled in his brother's eyes, but he couldn't point his finger on it. Then when he looked at Susan, he noticed fresh red marks on his sister's neck, and he looked at his older sister and brother, puzzled. Something had happened, and he didn't know what. His train of thought was broken when the doors opened and revealed the next suitor. The suitor was a prince, that's for sure.
The prince stopped in front of their thrones and bowed. "Hello, High King Peter, Queen Susan, King Edmund, and Queen Lucy. I am Prince Rabadash of Calormen." Susan choked, and Prince Rabadash looked at her. "Is…is Prince Granitine related to you?" Lucy asked timidly. Rabadash laughed. "Yes, he was my brother. Old fool…he thought that the Gentle Queen would love him…but of course, he's no competition to me…" Edmund looked at Lucy from across the room. She caught his eye, and the younger two Pevensies shared the same disgust. Lucy directed her attention back to Rabadash.
Susan looked at Peter as she heard Rabadash say that the other prince was no competition to him, and if Susan would love him. She could see the anger in his eyes, but Rabadash was too caught up in him flattering himself that he didn't notice the four young monarch's expressions. She heard Rabadash, and felt sick. She didn't want this guy in court any longer than he had to, and her siblings didn't either. Still, he had to stay with them for at least a night before his dismissal. Peter had taken an instant disliking for the prince, but he made no move.
"I ask for Queen Susan's hand in marriage." He finished. Susan stood up. "Well, I shall consider your proposal, Prince Rabadash." Rabadash looked surprised. "But Queen Susan, I thought we would be returning to Calormen…?" he asked. That was it. Did he really think that she would say yes? She tried to control her burning anger. She could see from the corner of her eye that Peter was too.
Peter's usual courageous kind blue eyes now flashed dangerously, and he was about to burst out any moment. "Queen Susan, if that is not comfortable, then we shall stay one night here." Rabadash drawled. Peter nodded stiffly, and the servants departed with the Calormen guests, and Susan and Peter burst out in anger. They were yelling and screaming, and the two younger Pevensies covered their ears until they realized that it was over.
The older Pevensies were gasping for breath, and they looked at each other. Again, Edmund noted the look in his brother's eyes. He still didn't know what it was, but something was definitely going on between them. Edmund then said, "Return to Calormen with him? Who does this guy think he is?" "Yeah, who does he think he is?" chimed in Lucy. "He's an overly flattered stupid prat." Peter spat. Lucy gasped. She had never heard her brother say something like that about anyone before.
Susan walked over to him, and laid a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Peter, don't say that. Sure he is, but even if you are King doesn't give you the right to say that to anyone." Peter looked at Susan in shock. Sure, he knew she hated Rabadash too, but Susan was actually defending him? But she did have a point. Meanwhile, the two younger Pevensies looked at each other in total confusion. There was something going on. Susan had been angry before, but now she was perfectly calm, other than the fact that Rabadash was here. Edmund just didn't get it.
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Rabadash sat on the bed in Cair Paravel, slightly angry. He had expected Queen Susan to say yes immediately, and return to Calormen as soon as possible. But no, she had to think about it. That King Peter. He was always in the way! If only Rabadash could somehow kill him off and marry Queen Susan, Narnia would be his!
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They didn't have much to say. The four siblings were silent during dinner, and Peter and Susan excused themselves to go upstairs already. Edmund decided to tell Lucy of his suspicions. "Hey Lu," He said, "Did you notice the way Susan behaved today?" Lucy looked at him dubiously. "Murderous, especially to Rabadash, yeah. What?" Edmund cleared his throat. "I think something is going on between them. You remember how murderous Susan was after we came back riding? Then she wasn't anymore after Rabadash came, just mad at the Calormen prince." Lucy looked at him. "Ed, what are you trying to say?" She asked. Edmund then lowered his voice, but its not like anyone else was there. "I noticed fresh red marks on Susan's neck right before we saw the Rabadash guy." Lucy looked at him, wide-eyed.
"So you think there's something going on between Susan and Peter?" She asked. Edmund nodded. "Then I saw this look in Peter's eye when he looked at Susan. I didn't know what it was…I couldn't put my finger on it." Lucy nodded. "Next time you see that look, signal me, and I'll see if I know what it is." It was Edmund's turn to nod. "Oh, I do wonder what's going on." Lucy said dreamily. Then Edmund snapped to attention.
"You don't suppose…" he trailed off, and then looked at Lucy. Lucy just looked back at him, and for once, didn't know what he was trying to say. "Suppose what, Ed?" She asked. Edmund looked around to make sure the servants didn't come yet, before saying in a whisper, "You know…like…incest?" Lucy gasped. Then she grinned. "There is a possibility…" she said. Edmund looked at her before shaking his head, and went to the West wing to his chambers.
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The next morning was terrible. It was Rabadash. The monarchs were in the throne room when Rabadash arrived in a flourish. "Good morning, your majesties." He said, bowing. "Have you a good rest?" Lucy asked politely. "Why very good, your Majesty, I have been dreaming sweet dreams." Rabadash replied, looking at Susan. Peter glared at him, but he didn't notice.
Susan reached for her sword hilt. That's right, a sword. She was going to practice when she remembered they had morning duties that day, and in a hurry, forgot to drop off her sword. Now, it was concealed inside her cloak, where she could easily reach it, but prying eyes won't be able to see it. Peter had given the sword to her, and it was hers. The sword hilt was blue with a tinge of red, and there was a blue-ish stone set in the middle of the upper part of it, surrounded by a thin, red band. It was light, but it was sharp as well.
Then Edmund asked, "Would you rest another night? I trust your journey was quite exhausting." Rabadash smiled. "It would be a pleasure, your Majesty. But it would save a lot of room for your other guests if I don't sleep in the guest quarters." He said, smirking. When none of the monarchs moved, he looked at Susan, and said, "It would be an honor if I could sleep with my fiancé." At this, Susan looked at Edmund, then Peter, and she made such a big movement that every one of her siblings looked at her. Lucy knew what was going to happen, and Edmund saw the sword. He jumped up and tried to stop her, but was too late. She caught his eye, and then yelled, "Forget the gentle!" She then drew her sword and pointed it threateningly at Rabadash. Susan then realized that she wasn't the only one.
Peter had drawn his too, and they both pointed them at Rabadash. Peter's eyes were dangerous, threatening. They flashed dangerously, as if he wanted to kill Rabadash, ending it all. Susan's eyes were the same, as if the two siblings wanted to end his life then and there. Rabadash then backed away, and the two older monarchs lowered their swords and stormed out of the room. Still, the icy tension remained. Edmund and Lucy both glared at him, their glares almost matching Susan's own death glare. They too, stormed out of the room, hoping to find Peter and Susan somewhere. Rabadash was petrified, not daring to move. Then he ran out of the throne room and into the guest quarters, not daring to come out.
Susan followed Peter to his room, and there, she sat down and hugged him hard. She buried her head in his chest, and she mumbled muffled I-couldn't-believe-this-es and who-does-he-think-he-is-es. Peter wrapped his arms protectively around her, and he rested his head on hers, breathing in her perfume. Susan didn't know what to do with Rabadash, she just wanted him to leave! She knew Peter wanted the same thing. He then lifted her chin up with two fingers, and looked soulfully into her eyes, then lowering his head to kiss her. Their kiss lasted a bit longer until Peter broke off, and rested his back on the headboard of his bed. Susan snuggled up against him, and they fell asleep, tired from their disastrous encounter with the prince of Calormen.
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Narnian magic: hey, I decided on the Rabadash wanting Susan idea…and I thought it worked out pretty well, despite something going on behind his back…