Prompt: Susan's horn was with her when the Four chased the stag, and yet none of the other gifts were. Why was that the only gift they kept with them?
Dear diary,
We were going to wish for peace when we caught him.
Relationships with Calormen and nearby countries, Archenland excluded, had been difficult since the Rabadash incident. It was the right thing to do for Narnia.
I was selfish, though. I wanted to wish for real love. A love that wouldn't care about my beauty or status. I had plans… but none of them matter now.
We went hunting, the rest of them talking of peace and what Narnia would look like once we caught the stag and had our wishes. Now, I hate the thoughts that were going through my mind. I wonder, could that be why we were taken back? Could it be my fault?
Peter left behind his sword, because it was a hunt for peace. For the same reason, he asked me to leave behind my bow and quiver. Ed didn't bring his sword either. We only had hunting knives with us, and my horn.
Oh, my beautiful horn… if I had it now, I would blow it and plead with Aslan to allow us to return. For me to have a chance to mend everything I did wrong.
As we pursued the stag, one by one, the lords and ladies with us dropped off. Some tired, Lord Benan sprained an ankle— Lucy was grieved she had not brought her cordial, but Peter hadn't thought there would be need of it— and the rest decided to pursue regular game.
It was after we dismounted our horses and it was just the four of us, as it had been at the beginning, that we returned to England.
We never got any of our wishes. I doubt that, once I'm of marriageable age again, I'll be able to find what I longed for in any of the men here. Peter was distraught when we came back… we all were terrified of what would happen to Narnia now. I wonder what they did when they couldn't find us.
It's been six months now. I still hate what I was planning on that hunt… and tonight, I can't sleep for thought of it. Likely as not, it was my fault. But it can't be changed.
