Blessed
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Chapter 3: Gentle
Susan smiled at seeing Cair Paravel appear in the distance. "Edmund! Ed, we're home!"
Her brother and Prince Corin emerged from below decks, where their cabins were. "Thank Aslan. We made it," Edmund said, wrapping his arm around her.
"I still wish I could have boxed Rabadash," the little scamp grumbled.
Ed laughed. "And how would your royal father have enjoyed war with Calormen over such an incident?"
"Well..." Corin trailed off.
Susan giggled and pointed to the shore. "Look! Lucy's waiting for us!"
"It will be good to be home... Su, does Lu look alright to you?"
She strained to see. "Could something have happened to Peter?"
"Lion, I hope not."
After what seemed like an eternity, the Splendor Hylaine docked at the port, and Lucy rushed on board. "Su! Ed! Chervy the Stag's brought news! Anvard is under attack!"
"What? By who?" Edmund thundered.
"Rabadash and a hundred horsemen!"
"How quickly can the army be assembled to give aid to him?"
"It already is. We were waiting for you to arrive."
"May I come?" Corin begged.
"Corin-" Susan began.
Edmund interrupted. "You may watch the battle, Corin, but you may not participate. Do you understand?"
"Yes! Oh, thank you, King Edmund! Thank you!"
Susan pursed her lips. "Lucy, would you take Corin to shore with you?"
"Yes, Su." The two disembarked.
"Edmund-"
"I know, Susan. But one day he will be king of Archenland. He must know the price of peace so that he can cherish it."
"Oh, you're right, I suppose."
He smiled. "Aren't I always?" He hesitated. "Will you be coming with us?"
"Ed..."
He laid a hand on her arm. "It's all right. I understand."
The Gentle Queen stood still, watching her sister and brother march off to war. "Aslan, keep them safe and bring them back to me."
Blessed are the gentle, for they shall inherit the earth. (Matthew 5:5)