A/N: You may just continue to get drabbles out of me for the rest of the challenge... we'll see.
Prompt: Someone's first dancing lesson.
One, two, three.
Susan stepped in, then stepped out. Twirled at his signal. Took his hand again. Stepped forward again.
It was a joyous repetition. The skirt swished against her ankles with a happy rustle. At least one ruler had to know the dance for their very first party tonight.
A smile split her face as she twirled again. Once she remembered all the steps— which, in honesty, had taken a good bit of time— dancing was fun, a gift from Aslan.
Years later, she repeated the same dance— only now, was certain her mother had taught it to her.