Takes place after the Pevensie's return to England.

10th day of Twirleaf, year 1940

Hendon House, London

Su,

I must say, Hendon House is a far better boarding school. Still abysmal by any sort of standard we set in Narnia, but it's done wonders for Edmund. He's actually interested in history, if you can believe it. Getting him away from those awful bullies (I shall not call them friends) is good too.

I still cannot believe it's been nearly a year since we left Narnia… I woke up the other morning and nearly gave myself a heart attack thinking that I was late to morning practice and how Oreius would make me run laps in full armor. Ed says he dreamt of harbor planning with the dwarves the other night.

On another topic, I got a letter from Mum on Monday. I don't think she knows what to make of us. There was an odd remark about how she was still happy that we enjoyed our time in the countryside. Edmund says we ought to be more careful about how much we let her hear, and how much we let Dad hear once he's home too. I'll defer to Ed on these matters.

I'm off to Latin now.

All my love,

King Peter

15th day of Twirleaf, year 1940

Saint Finbars Boarding School, London

Peter,

I nearly wrote the English month just now. Lucy gave me an odd look. I do not know how He expects us to just carry on with life here in England after having spent so long in Narnia… I feel like a stranger in my own body, but I suppose we must just carry on.

I agree with Edmund. I caught Mum giving us a weird look when she overhead me calling Ed "Just King" on the day we left the house. Though, perhaps someday we may as well tell her. See what Edmund thinks of that. I'm glad to hear that he's settling in well.

Lucy is too; nothing ever dampens her spirits. She found a wonderful lion statue in a park near us. It looks just a little like Aslan, so we often meet there. Perhaps she can send a sketch with this letter for you.

I'll admit that I still find myself looking up and down when someone says my name. It's so strange not to constantly have our smallest and largest subjects around.

I was going to write to Edmund, but Lucy said she will tomorrow, so he needn't fear about being left out.

Good luck with your latin, remember to study! I've found it's helpful to think of dear old Cheroom's methods.

Aslan's blessings upon you,

Susan

22nd day of Twirleaf, year 1940

Hendon House, London

My Gentle Sister,

Cheroom's methods are always helpful, thank you for reminding me.

Edmund did in fact receive Lucy's letter. She sent him a sketch of the lion you mentioned and we both agree that it does look just a bit like Aslan.

I almost talked to a crow the other day, Edmund just barely stopped me. Honestly, it looks so different from our talking crows that I shouldn't have made the mistake.

I miss the morning practices now. Edmund says he's considering trying out for rugby if only to regain something to do in the wee hours of the morning. I thought about it, but I'm afraid I'd give myself away.

Have you noticed that we still have every scar we got in Narnia?

I'll be honest, I wish I had Lucy's ineffable good spirits… If Ed wasn't here, I'd be quite miserable. Your letters bring a great amount of cheer too, don't stop writing.

Latin is as horrible as ever. Narnia didn't teach us that, so I'm just as bad at it as I was before. However, I'm quite glad of knowing how to sew. I had to let out the hems in Ed's pants the other day. He's hit that age again where he grows like a weed.

I haven't much else to say, so that's it for now.

All my love,

King Peter

29th day of Twirleaf, year 1940

Saint Finbars, London

Peter,

It's some consolation that we'll be on break in a month. Please do write more if you continue to feel sad. I'll admit I feel much the same. It will be better when we're all together, don't worry. I continue to marvel at Lucy's happiness, but it brings me cheer to know she's happy and thriving.

I do wish I could room with Lucy, but I'm stuck with a young girl named Mary. She's really my age, but we're so different. She feels decades younger than me, and always comments that I talk in my sleep. From what she's said, I talk of Narnia.

Do you think we'll get back home, Peter?

-Susan

5th day of Frostmoon

Hendon House, London

Queen Susan,

Do not despair sister. We'll get back home, Aslan will see to it. We just, have to wait and trust him. Easier said than done of course.

I've managed to negotiate my way into rooming with Edmund. He kept waking up screaming at night, so we said he was having nightmares about the Blitz. Since he moved in with me, the nightmares have stopped. He didn't tell me what they were about, but I can guess well enough.

The school wrote to Mum about that, and I think she would've pulled Ed from school if the nightmares hadn't stopped.

I cannot bear to wait to see you and Lucy, but we were apart for longer in Narnia.

Do you remember the orchard the moles were planting before we left?

All my love,

High King Peter

P.S. Edmund says you ought to read Sherlock Holmes if you can get your hands on it.

16th day of Frostmoon

Saint Finbars, London

Peter,

Oh Peter, how do you manage to have such faith in Him? You and Lucy are one in the same in that regard. I'll try to keep hope.

I wonder how tall the trees in the orchard are? The moles were always saying how they were the best variety, akin to the Tree of Protection.

I got a letter from Professor Kirke. He asked after all of us, wondering how we were coping with the "horrors of boarding school". It made Lucy laugh.

She and Edmund have been exchanging letters religiously. Do you have any clue what they're writing about? She wouldn't tell me, and I cannot find the letters to read.

Oh! Perhaps I'll write to Mum and see if I can't assuage her fears about Ed some. I know he'll be okay if he has you. We can tell her that he had nightmares at the Professor's in the countryside, but they went away with you to help. I will write to her, and to the Professor too, so he knows the story.

Best regards,

Susan

22nd day of Frostmoon

Hendon House

Susan,

The Professor sent Edmund a whole stack of books. You should've seen the look on his face. The best part is that one of our tutors tried to take some of the books away because he thought they were too far above Ed's level. Edmund laid into him and tore his whole argument to shreds.

Needless to say, Ed kept all the books. I looked them over, and it's nothing he wouldn't have read in Narnia.

You know the station to meet at I assume. Ed said he sent it to Lucy. He's been studying the train routes. Our train doesn't leave until noon. I don't know when you're released, but Ed and I will get there around 10 o'clock. I saved some pocket change, so I'll grab some lunches for us to eat on the train.

I doubt I'll receive your letter before we see you in person.

See you soon,

Peter

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