Chapter -2-
Peter was talking to the once person he could seek absolute solace in. "Loss, is the hardest thing to keep with you Peter" Aslan said in his usual comforting tone. "Its been nearly a year and its seems as fresh as ever, why couldn't you bring her here! Why can't we ever go back?" Peter shouted, obviously getting very angry. "Peter, you know it is now not as easy as that, Narnia cannot be entered by the average human being anymore, people have to work for it, believe in it." " How could you call her 'average' how dare you. You know, in fact you have said, Cair Paravel would not have been the same without her. You have believed in her once Aslan, why not now" Peter was not visibly starting to break down.
"Susan betrayed us Peter, the final battle for one example, she was away thinking about herself rather than the people or Narnia, her people Peter. She needs to gain the trust back, you know that"
Aslan knows how distraught Peter is. Susan was once a friend of Narnia, but the temptation of her new found adulthood had turned her away, the though Narnia was just a fond memory of her childhood. Little did Aslan know that view had now changed.
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"Explain, Rob said, holding the picture. He could see Susan's eyes welling up, tears starting to form. "They are my family Rob! Im sorry for lying to you, I had brothers and sisters. They were all in a terrible accident. An accident, which cost them their lives."
"Oh god Suz, im so sorry"... "Not meaning to be rude, but why the royal look "ha ha, just a fancy dress party! Don't ask!"
Susan new the truth deep down, but still could not tell him. The pain was too fresh.
Rob still wondered about the words. The words he saw on the royal garb. Cair Paravel. Latin. It sounded Latin. Well not one of Rob's strong points.
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Over the next few days, Cair Paravel was in state of mourning. The anniversary of the Battle of Narnia had arrived. It was a sad day for the Kings and Queen of Narnia. The losses are remembered. One in particular, the loss of their sister. Although, they had to, for the sake of the people, repress the feeling. They could not. Every time they saw the empty thrones. They always wondered though, ever since their reinstatement to the throne. Why were there three empty thrones? From there memory there had only been two Queens and two Kings of Narnia. Aslan looked at the thrones knowing what was to come, he smiled. Knowing that Narnia will change. Although not a big change in the grand scale. But soon, Cair Paravel would not be the same again.
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Susan couldn't tell him. She promised herself. "No more" she reminded herself. Two words were always echoed whenever she thought of 'that day' . She was strong. She could do this. But she was breaking. She did not know how long she could do this. If she could bear to keep this from him... from anyone any longer.
Rob was in a way, very similar to Susan. Very good at hiding emotions. When he was sad, he would do the same. Shrug it off and carry on. He didn't know how far he could follow they few words. How could he shrug it off when he knew it hurt so much.
Rob's only support in his life apart from Susan was what he thought was his rock. His friend Alex. Rob could not remember how long he knew her since.
Rob and Alex shared the same belief. Although it sounded crazy, they wanted someone where they could be free from all of 'this' somewhere where everybody could live with everybody. No-one judged. No one looked down on anybody.
But they knew it was only a fantasy. That could not happen? Surely? Just a fantasy. Just like all the problems. It was shrugged off.
Rob knew what he needed to do. He needed to speak to her. He felt he was the only one he could vent to. The only one that he could really speak his mind to, the only person who would really and truly listen.