Susan
They ran past their nanny, laughing as she struggled to catch them.
"Come on, Devon!" Rilian urged his little sister. His brown wavy hair flew as he took a sharp turn. She struggled to follow him, but her beautiful blue eyes were bright as ever. "In here!" He said as he ducked behind their uncle's throne. Two adults entered the room.
"It all right, Alberta, let us handle this." Queen Susan said, putting a hand on the old woman's shoulder.
"I wonder where they are." King Caspian said, pretending not to see the locks of long black hair coming from behind his brother-in-law's throne.
"Oh well, I suppose they're not here. Come on, Caspian, let's check the bedrooms." The children giggled, covering their mouths.
Susan paused. "Wait, did you hear that?" More giggles emerged from the mouths of the children.
"Yes, I think they might be- here!" Caspian surprised the kids, lifting Rilian into his arms and tickling him. Susan took little Devon and ticked her stomach, where she knew the girl was extremely ticklish.
"Please! Stop!" Devon and Rilian pleaded, trying to catch their breaths. Both parents ceased to tickle their kids, setting them on the ground. Rilian put his arms around his mother's legs and said:
"I love you, Mommy." And Susan answered:
"I love you too."
Peter
It was a full Moon and Peter couldn't help but notice how beautiful Selene looked in the moonlight. Beautiful and fierce, just the way he liked it.
She laid her head on his shoulder, watching the stars and the Moon.
They were in Peter's balcony in Cair Paravel, where they went every night, but tonight was special.
Peter tried to keep his hands from shaking. He was so nervous.
He had practiced for this moment, looking in the mirror and trying out lines to say.
His palms were sweaty against the little box that contained his future. Selene turned and smiled at him and he knew it was time.
He got on one knee and opened the little box that contained the beautiful gold ring with a clear crystal on top. Selene gasped in happy surprise.
"Selene, you have my heart in your hands. I will love you for all eternity. So I'd like to ask: Would you marry me?"
Without hesitation or fear, Selene smiled and answered:
"Yes."
Edmund
"I'm proud to announce the opening of the Dawn Treader memorial!" Edmund said. Cheers erupted from the crowd. "The Dawn Treader will be put on display so everyone can have a chance to see the ship that carried the crew that took on such a brave challenge. The sailors of the Dawn Treader are to be given a special thanks and a special prize that consists of money. I will call them each, one at a time, to receive these medallions…"He proceeded to call the names of the crew, one by one.
Edmund spotted a beautiful girl, looking at him from the crowd, holding the hands of two little boys. She had long brown hair, which was wild and full of curls. Her skin was bronze and her eyes were dark.
He finished his speech and decided to go talk to her.
"Greetings, King Edmund." She said as she bowed. "I am-"
"Aida." He interrupted. She smiled, surprised.
"How did you know?" She asked.
It was her, Edmund knew. He remembered her perfectly; her beautiful curls and tan skin that didn't resemble either of his sisters. He had offered to give the speech in the sheer hope that she might me real. Because just thinking about his dream all those years ago filled him with warmth.
"From a dream, or a dream of a dream."
Lucy
Lucy ate the last biscuit in their picnic.
"Hey! I wanted that!" Jack joked. He put his arm around Lucy, watching the sunset.
Lucy smiled, warming Jack's heart.
He loved the way her red hair shone, the way her brown eyes danced when she smiled, her cute little freckles, and her kind white smile.
"Did I ever tell you how beautiful you looked with the setting Sun's rays on your face?" He told her.
Lucy was overjoyed, as she was every day when Jack told her about her beauty.
She had learned, thanks to her Pirate Boy that she was beautiful to him and that's all that mattered. She no longer cared about the marriage proposals Susan kept getting, even after she had gotten married last year. She only cared about the fact that Jack loved everything about her, even the things she didn't like about herself.
"I love you, Pirate Boy."
"I love you Lucy."
And then, in the light of the setting Sun, they shared their first kiss.
Eustace
Eustace was at home, thinking about his times in Narnia. He'd gone back since he left the first time, and seen his cousins again. Now, he was an old man sitting in a rocking chair.
An idea came to him. He rushed to his study and started his typewriter. Because he was going to write a book.
He would even change his name so people wouldn't know he was part of it.
It would be a book that would tell of his fantastic adventures and the adventures of those before him. A book about love and magic and fun. A book about magical one-footed creatures and fauns with red scarves and lions that talked.
He would write a book that would teach kids about true love along Susan and Caspian, about ruling their own little kingdoms with Peter, about overcoming fears with Edmund, about inner beauty with Lucy, about being brave along Selene, and about sacrifice with Devon.
A book, called The Chronicles of Narnia.