Far off, on the balcony of Cair Paravel, Lucy sat facing the Western Woods. It had been two weeks since the news came of her brothers' death, and she had spoken to no one since. Her black dress and hair veil whipped gently in the wind as she brushed a tear from her cheek abruptly.
Her eyes were red and swollen from the tears she had shed every day. She was tired of crying. She just wanted things to go back to normal. But how could they? Nary a word had been spoken in the palace by anyone since the news, and Susan refused to leave her room.
Oh Aslan…you will help us, won't you? Lucy silently begged. As soon as she did so, all of a sudden on the marble ground, she saw the shadow of a Lion. A great peace overwhelmed her tormented soul. In a small whisper she seemed to hear the words, "My child, I will be watching you always. But lo, look to the west and see for yourself!"
Glancing up towards the forest, Lucy could not believe her eyes. Cupping her hands over her mouth, she shook her head, awed at the sight that she beheld. For across the distance, her two brothers walked towards the cair, with near a hundred Narnians following behind.
It can't be…
"Susan! Susan!" She shrieked as she bolted inside and rushed down the spiraled steps. "Susan! Come quick!"
Bursting through the palace door, Lucy ran outside to the crowd of Narnians, Susan following shortly behind her.
"Peter! Edmund!" Lucy shouted in tears as she threw herself into Peter's arms. Hugging him tightly, Lucy wept into his chest, unable to stop.
Behind them, Susan stood, her face white with shock for a moment, before Edmund approached her and held her. She buried her face in his shoulder as he comforted her, stroking her back tenderly.
A little while later, when the four Pevensies entered their castle together again, the face of a lion could be seen shining in the clouds of the crimson and gold Narnian sunset.
Epilogue:
The monarchs of Narnia continued their reign in what came to later be known as the Golden Age of Narnia. Aslan ever continued to protect the kings and queens that he had appointed. Their reign was good, and known throughout all of the lands surrounding their fair kingdom. And while Peter and Edmund told tales of their great adventures in the tunnels of the underworld for many years to come, they kept the vow they had made and never spoke of the enchanted treasure cave to anyone.