Queen Susan the Not-So-Gentle

By Narnian magic

Yessss…the ending…this is officially the last chapter in the story. Yesss…I know I'm evil. Live with it. MUHAHAHA! Buttttt….I'll be nice and add an epilogue. Hehe. Yes. Ok. Enough with the evil blabbering, and thank the reviewers!

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Yeesssss…I know my blabbering is completely pointless. Yes, I know, I am ridiculously incredibly hyper today. So I hope that all of you can understand this chapter. And yes. I am serious about it being the last official chapter. MUHAHAHAHA. Right. To the story.

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He charged, and Susan stepped aside. The prince missed, and the Queen caught the surprised look that crossed his face. If she was that slow and he missed, he shouldn't be too hard to beat. She smiled, and Rabadash saw it. He lunged desperately, but Susan blocked it. He thrust, and she blocked it. He swung his sword in frenzied patterns and she managed to not get herself hurt. Already, he was panting like a dog.

'Like a dog.' She thought with some amusement. Obviously the other Pevensies saw what Susan did, for they had their own reactions. She heard Lucy giggle, Peter snickered, and Edmund laughed. She felt the corners of her own lips lift slightly. But the fight wasn't over yet. Rabadash lunged again, and Susan put her sword in defense position…when the prince suddenly changed the direction of his attack, and slashed at her face. She gasped and turned her head so that the sword came to her cheek, slashing it. It wasn't too deep a wound, she knew, but blood spurted out when the sword came to contact with her face.

"Susan!" she heard Peter yell. She grimaced, and then started to attack. She slashed at him, but the prince only grinned nastily, and blocked her attacks. She used her sleeve to wipe the blood from her cheek, and then she focused on her attacks and blocks. Faster and faster they fought, and Rabadash did something which took Susan by surprise. He tripped her.

It wasn't that Susan wasn't a good fighter. It was just that she wasn't prepared for this. He fended off her sword before slamming the flat of his blade to her knees. Susan felt herself go down, but she didn't lessen her grip on her sword. He launched himself upon the fallen Queen, and managed to get on top of her and then pressing his sword to her throat. "Do I win?" He asked, the nasty tone still in his voice. Susan looked surprised, and heard Peter say, "Get off of her, you bloody-"Peter!" she gasped, turning to him. Her face suddenly became serious. "It's not very polite to call someone that, you know." She said in a sharp, motherly tone. Peter stared at her, and then all four Pevensies laughed. Then she smiled.

Rabadash's attention was turned to the other three Pevensies, ignoring her completely. She could see that his face was red from anger, and she saw her chance. His sword wasn't putting any pressure on her neck, and she raised her foot, and shot it out, kicking Rabadash in his stomach. He went flying through the air, and landed with an 'oof' on the floor. Susan quickly jumped up, and the four siblings laughed all over again. She looked at her sword, then before the prince could get off the floor to resume his fighting stance, she pressed her sword to his throat. She also put her foot on his stomach, not letting him go anywhere or move for any reason. "Well?" she asked, smirking.

For a moment, she almost laughed aloud at him. His once-red face was now purple. He was heaving, and looked as if all his wind was knocked out of him when Susan kicked him. He heaved, and then let go of his sword. He then started sobbing, and Susan had a satisfied smile on her face. Peter, Edmund and Lucy watched as the prince sobbed, not moving from the floor. "No!" he suddenly shouted in the midst of his crying, "No! I will reign Narnia! Narnia shall be mine! Queen Susan shall be my bride!" he was now bawling like a baby. Sharp lines of anger on her face soon replaced Susan's smile. She put more pressure on her sword. "What did you say?" she hissed at him. "I should be king of Narnia! I should be your husband!" he cried.

The young Queen didn't move for a moment. Then she narrowed her eyes. "So. You were trying to take control of Narnia." The prince kept bawling and wailing, and said, "Yes!" "What did you think? That us, mere children were not able to keep the throne? That we weren't good enough?" she asked angrily. "Yes!" the prince answered. She didn't say anything for a while, but she was angry. She felt her blood boil, and she felt the anger of her siblings behind her. Finally, Rabadash stopped wailing, and sniffed, facing the floor. "Look at me." Susan hissed. He turned, and he regretted doing so. That look would haunt him the rest of his life. He saw the coldest eyes he would ever see in his entire life. Susan's usual warm, twinkling blue eyes were replaced by cold icy blue. He gulped, and then started to crawl away, but she grabbed his collar.

"You shouldn't think that. Because if you do, I will personally make sure you regret it." She said, her voice dripping with venom. She grabbed his collar, and then started to kick him all around, making him yell in pain. She screamed at him, and kept kicking him until she had enough. The servants standing on the sides, obviously forgotten, stood stock still at witnessing how their Gentle Queen became not very gentle. The Valiant snickered at Rabadash, and then heard her elder brother say, "Ow."

"Get out of Narnia. Now." She commanded in a cold voice. He stood up, and ran to his guards, and out of the throne room. The rest of the Calormens followed their prince, haunted by what they saw in that room. Still, the ice remained, and it wasn't until they scurried out fearfully that later Edmund could swear that the temperature rose a few degrees. The ice melted, finally. Susan dropped her sword, and screamed in frustration. Peter flinched, and said, "Whoa, Su, calm down." Lucy smiled, and then whispered to Edmund, "Whoa, he's daring. Going to Susan like that when she's still angry." The Just King snickered. Poor Peter. But, what Susan did surprised them all.

She laughed, and then she launched herself in his arms. "Whoa…" the younger two Pevensies said. This wasn't really Susan-ish. Peter smiled and then wrapped his arms around her. Her head moved up, and the blue of their eyes locked. Then Peter kissed her. Out of nothing. He felt her lips curve in a smile before she kissed him back. That day was a joyous day, a day which peace had once again dawned upon Narnia.

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Not long after that little incident, it was Susan's seventeenth birthday. She was excited, and literally jumped out of bed to get ready for the day. It was a beautiful day, and she knew the celebrations would be held at evening, her favorite time of the day. She chose to wear a light blue gown, and it looked great on her. She made her appearance in the throne room, and Lucy immediately ran to hug her sister. She laughed, and decided to spend the day with her. "Where's Peter and Edmund?" she asked. But the only answer she had was a grin from Lucy and a "You'll find out soon enough." She couldn't wait.

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Finally. Evening came. Susan was so excited! She had a feeling something dramatic and big was about to happen, although she didn't know what. She and Lucy met in the throne room once again. Her little sister looked very pretty. Her hair was in curls, and her dress was a light sea-blue color. She had laughed, and hugged her sister again. Susan herself wore a dark blue dress and her hair was braided. They had just sat down when they heard the trumpets blare. The doors opened, and Peter and Edmund walked in.

Upon seeing her, Peter smiled and Edmund was grinning. As usual, Peter looked every bit Magnificent, and Edmund looked as always, just a little bit better. Susan ran and hurled herself to Peter. He laughed, and hugged her. "Happy Birthday!" he said when they parted. She moved to hug her little brother, and he said the same thing. When everyone, including the centaurs, the dryads, the fauns, the naiads and even Aslan was there, Edmund gave the order for silence. Lucy smiled and stood up from her throne. She nodded at the presents in the corner, and explained what was from who, and gave Susan her own present. It was a necklace, with a real flower as a pedant. "The nymphs and dryads taught me how to preserve the flower for forever." She explained. "So the necklace will stay that way." Susan hugged her little sister. Lucy sat back down.

Edmund gave her a flowery bracelet, but it was made of steel. It was fixed rigid, and the flower's colors were of those of her crown. "It's not as nice as Lu's." he said sheepishly. Susan laughed, and hugged her younger brother still. Then he and Susan sat back down.

Peter stood up. Lucy and Edmund knew what he was going to do. In fact, every Pevensie in Narnia knew except for the eldest girl. 'He looks really nervous.' Edmund and Lucy thought at the same time. Lucy wondered what was going on in his mind right now. She looked out the balcony, and saw that the sun was shining directly into the room by the great window behind Susan. She giggled, and then directed her attention back to Peter. She saw he was facing her sister. "Susan." He started, then sank down on one knee, and took her hand, kissing it. Then, he drew out from inside his pocket a ring. It had a single sapphire in the middle, but inside the gem was a small, gold, glittery thing. It was truly beautiful. "Susan," he said again. "will you marry me?" he gave her puppy dog eyes. Everyone held their breath. Susan stood up, the sun shining behind her. It had the effect of making it look like there was a golden light behind her. She looked at Peter and giggled. "Yes!" she exclaimed.

He smiled and slipped the ring on hr finger, then swooping her in his arms and kissing her. Everyone cheered, and the music broke loose. Peter and Susan led the first dance, and Susan had a great time. 'This is the best day ever.' Susan thought. Peter knew that he had his queen, and there was a happily ever after. Or so he thought.

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Narnian magic: heyz! Last chappie! But don't forget, there is an epilogue coming up, though I might not be able to put it on yet…hehe. yes! I have reached 2010 words! woot! Yeah. Anywayz. Yeah. So. The ending. Or so you might think…