Sorry for the cliffhanger in the last chapter! Here we go again ;) ...

The young woman was kneeling on the ground, holding the man she loved in her arms. Her tears were running down nearly as fast as the rain clutched to the ground next to her. She didn't pay attention to the thunders and lightnings around her. It didn't matter to her that she was soaked to the skin or that she was full of his blood.

All that mattered to her was the man who was lying in her arms, he was the only thing that mattered to her in this world and she was about to lose him. He had thrown himself in front of her, to shield her. And now the sword, which was meant to hurt her, had wounded him.

He was still breathing, but he was unconscious. She tried to stop the bleeding at his lower side, but she knew that his wound was severe and that it was only a matter of time till he died.

"No, no, no! Caspian, what have you done?" she whispered.

Then the young woman looked up at the creature, which had caused this.

"Why are you doing this?" Susan asked, nearly whispering, her eyes filled with fury.

"Revenge!" was the answer she had expected.

"I understand your anger. You aren't the only one, who has been banished from his home. You aren't the only one, who has to live in this dull world while you are longing for the place you have once lived. Revenge won't help you. But if you want to fight, I am ready. I do not fear death and I do not fear you!" Susan told him, gathering all her strength. He would pay for what he had done to her and he would never do to another person again! She stood up, holding Caspian's sword in her hands, like it had never belonged anywhere else.

The god looked at her surprised. This woman had more courage and strength than he had thought. But it wouldn't cost him much effort to kill her and then he would have satisfied his thirst for revenge. It would be over soon! And with these thoughts he attacked her with his sword.

Susan had never been good at sword-fighting. In the golden age her brother Edmund had once taught her the motions of it but she preferred her bow and had soon given up this whole thing.

To be honest back in those times she had never been the great warrior, who fights in every battle. She had never liked shedding blood, but she had learned the necessity of it. And her anger about Caspian's fatal injury gave her courage, the anger about herself for giving up, for causing all this, gave her strength.

Susan knew that Tash was a good swordsman and that it wouldn't cost him much effort to defeat her. She was aware of her weaknesses, but of her strengths as well. Because of her size and her mobility she was good at avoiding his attacks. So the young woman just sidestepped his attacks and gathered her strength waiting for her chance.

After Tash had hurt her on her left arm and had even cut down a strain of her wonderful dark hair, which had been a strike very close to her neck, Susan got her chance. When one of his attacks failed her, Tash stumbled forward, falling to his knees. Susan swung the sword, the sword that had once belonged to her brother, and severed the god's head from his body.

She would always remember the look on his face - the fury, and somehow the fear - as she swung. Susan watched with satisfaction how his head landed on the ground next to Caspian.

"Caspian!" after some steps, she was kneeling next to his body again.

His dark brown eyes were looking at her, although he could barely keep them open.

"I am going to get a doctor. You are going to be alright." Against her better judgement Susan tried to convince them both, but Caspian just shook his head.

"No, Susan. My time here is over, I have to go!" Caspian whispered, moving one hand to her cheek, wiping away her tears.

"No, no, no! You can't leave me here alone, please. I love you Caspian. I can't lose you again. Please!"

"Susan, you just showed how much strength you have inside of you. You just defeated a god!" his lips formed to a smile, "You have the strength to return, where your heart wishes to go. You just have to believe in yourself, in our love and in Aslan!"

"But I have tried everything to go back. I don't know how. Please, you have to tell me, how to go back!" Susan cried, moving her hand upon his.

"Have faith!" Caspian breathed out and suddenly Susan could feel how life left his body. His hand fell down from her cheek to the ground and his glassy eyes looked lifeless and matt. She could feel his heart stop beating, feeling like her own one would do the same any minute.

She laid her head on his chest and breathed in one last time his wonderful smell and felt his muscles under his shirt. But the warmth, that his body had once radiated, was gone. The love she had once felt, when she had looked in his eyes, was gone. The man that she loved was gone.

When she had no more tears to shed, Susan looked towards the sky, where lightnings were demonstrating the feelings she felt inside of her.

"Why?" she cried loud, as if she had to outcry the thunders around her, "Why do you do this to me? I have faith! You know that I have faith! I believe in myself, in Narnia and in you! Why can't you believe in me?"

And suddenly she could hear a lion's roar between the thunders and as if she wanted to roar back, she screamed towards the sky, "Aslan! Why don't you have faith in me?"

There was another loud roar and a lightning hit the earth right in front of Susan.

For a moment Susan couldn't see anything but the bright light surrounding her. She looked down at the earth, looking for Caspian's body and saw that it had gone. When she looked up again, the bright light had faded and she was looking at a familiar face.

"Aslan!" Susan cried out surprised, closing their distance to hug him but hesitated. Her feelings veered between joy about seeing him after such a long time again and anger about him abandoning her from Narnia, from her family and her friends.

"Dear one! You have called me?" the lion asked in such a friendly way, that Susan got angry. He talked like nothing had happened.

"I have called you many times before. I have asked for help many times before. You've never answered. You took all of them to your country except for me. You abandoned me. You stopped caring about me. Why? What have I done wrong?" Susan cried out, tears of sadness and anger running down her cheeks.

"Susan, dear one, you had lost your faith in me. You grew up, forgetting about how to be a child, how to act like a queen..."

"How could I possibly not grow up, after I had taken so much responsibility? Not only for myself or for my family, for a whole country! I have spent half a lifetime ruling over a country! I have watched you dying; that was the first time that I realised that it was childish to believe that the good would always win against the evil. I have been to war, I have seen brave men dying, children suffering..."

"You shouldn't have gone to war. You should have left the fighting to your brothers. Father Christmas warned you..."

"Then why did he give me a bow and arrows? He should have rather given me a cordial like Lucy's if he wanted me to stay out of fight. Moreover why shouldn't I fight for those I love? Why shouldn't I try to protect them? Aslan, I ruled over a country, I took responsibility for thousands of people and creatures, and I needed to grow up to watch after them, to make the right decisions, to be able to carry the weight you laid upon my shoulders..."

"Susan, I am sorry if I expected too much from you, I am sorry if I laid too much upon your shoulders. I've never had the feeling that you were unhappy in Narnia or that you had too much responsibility, but that's not my point. You forgot about Narnia, you forgot about me! You repressed your memories and called Narnia a childish game!"

"It's because remembering hurt that much! Those memories and feelings, I couldn't stand them anymore. I was so happy in Narnia, I had much responsibility, yes, but it was worth it. When you first sent us back to our world, you not only took us our kingdom but our home, our friends. The next time I was more cautious, knowing that you would send us back a second time, but I fell in love..." she looked up at Aslan as she said those words, not knowing if he had known her feelings, "...I didn't intend to, I didn't want to, it just happened. But this love you took away from me as well. I accepted the fact, that Narnia wasn't my world to live in, but only in my brain, I couldn't stop loving Caspian, I couldn't prevent my heart from breaking, especially not when I heard that he had moved on while I couldn't!" she paused, taking a deep breath to prevent herself from collapsing.

"So I suppressed my feelings and with them the memories of Narnia. And then you took away the only important thing that had remained for me in this world, my family. You left me alone in this world, I felt like you didn't care for me anymore, you abandoned me!" the last words she shouted, her anger winning over her sadness.

"I am sorry, dear one, but I had no choice. You needed to truly regain your faith before I could take you to my country. I am sorry about how much you had to live through but it was upon you and not upon me that you get admission to my country." Aslan said, his voice sounding sad and apologetic.

When she heard his sad voice, Susan couldn't be angry anymore, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She threw her arms around Aslan's neck, burying her head in his mane, breathing in his wonderful familiar smell, and feeling the wonderful warmth and comfort his body radiated.

It was such a wonderful feeling, that Susan didn't realize anything else. She didn't realize that the rain had stopped. She didn't feel the hurt in her heart anymore; she just felt ease and comfort. It was like he had brought her peace once more.

"Aslan, I am sorry." Susan whispered into his mane, "I am so sorry that I had lost my faith! I am really sorry! But can you imagine what it's like to live in a world where there is nothing that can satisfy you, where there is nothing that matters to you, knowing that you were made for another world?"

"Yes, dear one, I know the feeling." Aslan told her, and when Susan looked up surprised, he explained, "I feel everything that you feel, sadness, happiness, anger, everything. My heart, my body and my soul, they are all bound to yours, to all of yours, your brothers', your sister's and all of my dear friends'. With every year that you grow, I grow too. Every time you get hurt, may it be physical or psychical, I feel it too. And every time one of your souls loses the will to live, like yours had done, I lose a part of my soul too."

Susan nodded understandingly, now she was feeling that bound again. She could feel his presence and his love for her. But what was going to happen now? Would she have to stay in this world and live her life alone or would she be able to go to Aslan's country?

And as if Aslan could read her mind he told her, "You will see! You just have to have faith and everything will turn out right."

Susan nodded again, took two steps back, so that she was standing in front of Aslan again. "Thank you so much for everything, Aslan."

His warm eyes looked directly into her blue glassy ones. "I will see you in eternity, Queen Susan, the Gentle."

The great lion roared towards the sky, another lightning hit the earth and then there was nothing but bright light.

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