Queen Susan the Not-So-Gentle

By Narnian magic

Um…basically, I need to thank the reviewers once again for sticking with me through this story and I replied all of the reviewers already for the last chapter using the 'reply' option thingie…yeah…but I still need to thank the following for sticking with me and encouraging me and being patient for updates!

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And LOTS more people. Thank you all! I haven't forgotten you guys! Um…this is the first time I'm ending a chaptered story…so yeah…it's gonna be like, the longest thing in the story….yeah….yeah. ok. The Epilogue. Here ya go! And Thanks!

Disclaimer: Don't own anything but storyline. And Prince Granitine. And King Wisner.

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The last suitor Susan ever got in Narnia was the king of Calormen himself. His sons had failed, so he came in person. He wanted to wed the eldest queen, from the stories of her beauty. Although he had many concubines, he wanted this woman most. It was about two days later of Susan's birthday when he arrived.

"Announcing the King Wisner of Calormen." Susan rolled her eyes while sitting on her throne. "Now what do they want? Don't they know I'm already engaged?" she asked angrily, and her gaze shifted to Peter. The High King merely grinned. His Queen stared at him, her eyes widened in shock, but she didn't have time to say anything because the king approached them at that moment. He bowed. "King Peter. King Edmund. Queen Lucy." He said, addressing them. Then his gaze turned to Susan, and she didn't like what she found in his eyes. Lust. She shuddered, and felt tension rising. "My dear Queen Susan."

From the corner of her eye, she saw Peter stiffen. "Queen Susan, you have captured my heart in your beauty. Would you do the honor of being my concubine?" he drawled. 'Now I see where Rabadash got that from.' Susan thought. Then she lost it. Completely.

Susan stood up, and walked right in front of the king, and then put her hand with her marriage ring up in his face. She then said, not very politely, "Do you see this ring?" The king took two steps back, and said, "Yes. It's-it's very beautiful. Just like you." Susan then truly lost it. Truly. Peter tried to say something, but she whipped her head around to give him a look that said, 'Let me handle this.' The High King nodded, then smirked. Edmund had a sly smile on his face, and Lucy giggled. Susan was about to blow.

"Well," Susan said, trying to keep her voice steady, "this is my WEDDING ring. WEDDING. I'm engaged already. So no, I can't accept your proposal." She practically yelled. The king looked taken aback. "W-we-well," the king stuttered, "I HAVE heard of your engagement, but-"But WHAT? That you might be able to convince me to change my mind? That your sons weren't annoying enough?" she blew up at the obviously frightened king. She sighed, then called out, "Orieus, the guests." The centaur general nodded, and they were led out.

Peter grinned, and the four Pevensies laughed. The High King made his way to his queen and wrapped his arms around her. She smiled, and they kissed. Lucy and Edmund stood back, and Edmund, as usual, started to count in his head. When they finally parted, they heard their little brother laugh. "What?" they asked innocently. "That was short. Thirty-six seconds." He and Lucy laughed while clutching their stomachs. The eldest Pevensies just looked at each other and grinned.

A couple days later…

Susan walked down aisle, feeling very nervous. She was in a sky blue silky dress with a slightly transparent dark blue cloth covering her entire back. Her hair was clipped up at the sides, and then braided at the center where they met. She clutched the flowers tighter as she could see Peter, looking every bit Magnificent, though he looked nervous. They met at the front, and the wedding started. They went through the vows, and then, they had to kiss. She giggled when she looked at Peter, and then he kissed her. Every single creature cheered, and then the music started.

The High King and Queen danced around, laughing through the entire day. Finally, it was nighttime, and they went inside their room. Susan slumped on the bed in tiredness. "Hey Su, I know you're tired, but don't you at least change before you get to bed?" her new husband laughed. She smiled and threw a pillow at him. He caught it, surprising her, then threw it back. She shrieked in surprise. She then said, "Come on, I need to change!" Peter laughed, and got out of the room.

Susan changed into her thin silk nightgown, and told Peter to come back in. He hugged her, and when she stepped back, she tripped, landing on the bed. The two's eyes locked. Closer…then he kissed her. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and then when he properly got on the bed, the two forgot the world around them for a long time.

Two Weeks Later…

"What!" "It's true, your Majesties." "Oh no…" The High King and Queen groaned.

Ten months later…

"I hate your guts, Peter Pevensie!" The High Queen yelled from her place on the medic bed. She was staring up at Peter, who was trying his best not to laugh. "You're sitting there without one bit of pain in your body, but here I am, just…ahhh!" she finally screamed in frustration. "Why were woman given the job to carry babies? It's not fair!" she screeched. Peter winced. "Don't worry, Su, I'll always be there for you." He smiled. "I love you, Peter." Peter blinked. Wild mood swing…

Suddenly, she gasped. Then she looked at him. "Peter, I think we need the midwife now!" she said urgently. He smiled and nodded, then dashed out the hall. "Midwife!" he called. The midwife bustled in, and left Peter standing outside. "Is she ok?" He turned around, and then he saw their younger siblings. "Well…we went through a couple of I-hate-you's and then I-love-you's. Basically, it's a murderous Susan, and then it's the Gentle Susan, then it's the excited Susan." "Oh, she's fine." Lucy said with a sigh of relief. They stayed outside for what seemed like hours, until they heard a baby's cry. No wait…two. Two crying sounds. Peter groaned before he rushed inside.

Susan was propped on the pillows behind her, and she was carrying a little bundle in her arms. The midwife carried another. "Fraternal twins, your Majesty." The midwife said. Peter took the baby the midwife was holding, who turned out to be the girl. The baby stopped crying as soon as she saw his face. "Say hello to daddy." Susan said as he faced his son. "Well, hey, William Henry Pevensie." She smiled and faced her husband. "I like that name." The High King looked at his daughter. "Katherine Marie Pevensie." The twin's parents looked at each other and smiled.

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Narnian magic: Well, that was it! Happily ever after time, right? Uh, no…I MIGHT make a sequel! But it's probably going to be like, a oneshot or something like that. Thanks to all of you who read this story! This is the ending for Queen Susan the NotSoGentle.