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Caspian took her hands into his, kissing them again and again. "I've missed you so much, my incredible queen."

"So you believe now?" Peter asked.

"Yes, how could I not?" she cried. "He must hate me. And… do they hate me?"

"Who?" Peter asked angrily, hand going to were his sword would have been if he had it as though he was ready to chop anyone who may hate Susan to pieces.

"How could anyone hate you, my perfect queen?" Caspian murmured.

"Aslan…I've denied him. And…. I guess since you are here with me, you do not hate me, but Edmund and Lucy?" she said despairingly.

"Susan! No one hates you," Caspian cried.

"We would Aslan send us back if he hated you? It's because he loves you he allowed us to return. But he couldn't send all of us. Otherwise of course they'd be here too," Peter promised.

"My queen, we should get you inside somewhere," Caspian said, putting his arms around her to pick her up.

"Don't call me that!" Susan shouted, flinching away from the two of them.

"Wha-what?" Caspian stammered.

"I'm no queen," Susan cried.

"I thought you believed now," Peter said upset.

"I do! I do! But what queen just… abandons her people?"

"You didn't, your majesty. It was your time to go home. No one sees it as abandonment," said Caspian as he reached for her hair to stroke it and comfort her. She pushed his hand away, accepting no comfort.

"We returned too, with you," Peter said.

"I know, I know. But I literally forgot they ever existed. How could they ever forgive me?" she whispered.

"Everyone already has, you majesty," Caspian whispered.

"Of course you'd say that," Susan said, not believing him. "Or if it is true, it's probably because they are too afraid to cross the two of you."

"Eh, that might actually– " Peter began, but Caspian shot him a look.

"Queen Susan, they forgive you because they see how much everyone who knew you loved you," Caspian said attempting to touch her again, but again she pushed him away.

"I don't deserve your love," she whispered.

"Of course you do! It is I who did not deserve your love and support, so soon after I had attempted to call your worst enemy," Caspian said, attempting and failing to touch her again. Peter shot him a look, having never realized just how quickly the two had fallen in love. "I had nothing to offer and had done nothing but harm Narnia. I was born of the people who had ripped your country away from your people. I was a traitor, and you were… you were the queen of legend."

"I loved you because you loved me," she whispered. "Because you saw me as more than my beauty. But that is all I am now." She got up, crying, and began walking away. Both boys sprang to their feet and walked on either side of her, protesting what she had just said.

"Don't argue, you know it to be true. I completely fell apart when you and the rest of my family died. Or so I thought… are you alive in Narnia? And Caspian, I heard you had died in Narnia…" Susan asked, confused. She was glad for the chance to change the subject.

The boys quickly explained Aslan's country to her, and she was amazed.

"Can… can you just give me some time to take all this in?" she asked.

"Of course, your majesty," Caspian said, taking her hand. He was delighted when she did not pull away.

"Whatever you need, Su," Peter said. He was unable to hide the disappointment in his eyes however, and Susan knew he was wishing she would go with them right then.

"My queen, we should get you home. It's getting rather late," Caspian said, caressing her hand lovingly. She nodded silently, and the boys began escorting her home. She looked confused at Peter when he suddenly ducked behind a tree and hid.

"Theodore," Caspian said flatly.

"I thought I told you to stay away from my girl," he said, flanked by his goons.

"I'm not a possession," Susan said haughtily. Caspian smiled at seeing her acting as the queen she had once been and would be again.

"And what does that idiot have to offer? You belong with me," Theodore said, grabbing her arm. Susan suddenly had an idea and had to keep herself from laughing at the ridiculousness of it.

"Hm, I wouldn't do that if I were you. Remember how overprotective my brothers could be?" she said a bit too sweetly.

"They're dead," Theodore said, rolling his eyes.

"Yes, but Peter especially was so overprotective, why would that stop him from haunting you if you tried to do anything to me?"

Peter caught on to what Susan was suggesting and had to restrain from laughing.

"Shut up, b****," Theodore said, slapping her.

Peter stepped out from behind the tree. "Don't you dare touch my sister."

All the boys suddenly lost their tough demeanor at the sight of what they could only assume was a ghost and ran away like little boys.

The three of them all laughed at the sight and were in a much better mood as they continued on to the Scrubb house.

"I'll be fine from here," Susan said, dismissing them.

"We want to stay with you, your majesty," Caspian pleaded.

"Well, not me. Unless you want our aunt and uncle to think I'm haunting them too," Peter joked.

"I'll be alright alone for a bit. It'll give me some time to sort things out on my own," Susan lied. Caspian frowned, ready to argue, but Peter tapped him on the shoulder and shook his head no. Susan hugged and kissed the cheeks of both of them and then went inside.

She went to her bedroom and grabbed some luggage. She began packing the basics she would need to leave. The boys were probably right about most everyone forgiving her. But she could not accept such forgiveness. She no longer deserved to be a queen. The boys deserved to return to Aslan's country though, and she knew they never would if they were still at her side, leaving running away as her only option.