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Queen Susan the Gentle, Queen of the Southern Sun, of Narnia had died a long, long time ago.
Susan Pevensie, the girl who had gone from having everything to nothing, from a expected future as a beautiful socialite to a ragged housekeeper without a husband, had less than a day to live.
And, for the first time since her reign, she picked up not a lipstick, not a broom, but a pen.
To my darling brother Pete -
You were always there for me. There were times, many times, when I wished you weren't, so please, brother, tell me, why aren't you here when I need you most?
I hated you for always favoring Ed and Lu over me. I hated you for understanding Aslan.
But more than anything, I wish you showered me with the attention you gave to me before. The things a normal brother would do - defend my honor, not let me go out. You did it for Lu. But not for me. Both of us knew that you didn't because you thought you owed it to me.
And I think I did too.
But, Pete, in the afterlife, wherever it takes me - Narnia, Aslan's Country, or Heaven - I hope you will stay the protective brother you were in the Golden Age.
-Your younger sister, Su.
Ed -
You are not like Pete or Lu. You don't need long winded explanations. You don't need me to apologize. Because out of all of us, you understand me the most.
To the rest of the world, we seemed like the glory to the Pevensie family. You with your incredible amount of wisdom, me with my beauty and charm.
But we both know, that we were the black sheep. For the same reason too. For not trusting in Aslan.
I wish I never had to write these words. But please, Ed, as the only person left who may have the slightest inkling of what I'm going through, please forgive me.
Just like we forgave you all those years ago.
Love,
-Su.
To baby Lu -
I can complain to Ed, to Pete, I could blame them for everything. But Lu, there is nothing I could say but sorry.
I failed as a sister, as well as a role model.
When you needed a hand up, I threw you onto the ground and laughed at you with my shallow friends. I ignored you when you needed it most. You have every right to tell me I do not deserve to be in Narnia.
That you could never forgive me.
But I know you wouldn't.
You are too kind, too loyal. I hated you for it. But now I know I had taken it for granted for too long.
I cannot mend my mistakes. But I will try my hardest to be the Susan you once knew.
I hope to see you in Aslans Country,
- Queen Susan the Gentle.
She never sent those letters. For when she died, she appeared in Aslan's Country, as beautiful as she once was so long ago. And when she saw her siblings, her siblings could read the letters from her tears of joy.
A/N: I wrote this piece a year or so ago, and it is the sole piece of writing I still have from that time! Hope you enjoy, and feel free to criticize however you wish so in the reviews. Just.. try to keep the profanity to a minimum.
