𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 ✯ 𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ✓

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍: 𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐍

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'Su!' Elvira's soft voice rings in my ears as I slowly wake up. I hear the servants rushing through the hallways and excited voices echoes through the air when light hits my eyelids. I groan and turn around, covering my head with one of the pillows on my bed.

'Susan,' I hear Elvira state again.

'Hmm?'

'You do know it is your wedding day?' I hear her chuckle and her footsteps through my room.

By the mane!

I open my eyes and turn around, lifting my head from beneath the pillow. Elvira stands, already dressed in a beautiful purple with emerald dress. The emerald compliments her brown eyes, which are sparkling with joy.

'Lucy is on her way. Come on, sleepy head.' She laughs again and pulls the heavy blankets off me.

I shiver when the morning air creeps up on me and I dangle my feet over the edge of the bed.

Today I am going to be married to Caspian. Today we are going to be husband and wife.

'Su!' Lucy comes rushing in, the door closing hard behind her. She is dressed in blue and silver, her silver crown on her head and her auburn curls dangling on her shoulders. She looks rather shocked when she sees I'm still in my nightgown and she gives Elvira a curious look.

'I tried.' Elvira sighs dramatically and Lucy clacks her tongue.

'Are you having second thoughts?'

'What? No!' I shake my head. 'No, no!'

'Why are you still sitting on the edge? Come on, Su!' Lucy says, sounding slightly irritated. 'We are getting late.'

I let my feet hit the cold wooden floor and Elvira and Lucy rush me into my wardrobe room. Lucy opens one of the blue doors and reveals my wedding dress; it has a high neckline, with pearls on the bust and lace sleeves, a tulle skirt and a long veil which holds my golden crown. It is a beautiful dress, fit for a Queen. Even Peter said so.

Lucy helps me with my make-up and Elvira does my hair, making a half up-do. When they are done, Lucy wipes her tears away and embraces me tights. Elvira also embraces me as I hold both of them close. The three of us smile at each other. I turn back at the mirror and look at the woman. The marking on my head is still slightly visible but I wear it with pride.

'Su?' Lucy takes my hand and leads me out of the wardrobe room where Peter and Edmund are waiting. When we come out of the room, they smile brightly. Elvira kisses Peter happily and he slides his arm around her waist.

'You look beautiful, Susan!' Edmund exclaims as he embraces me and kisses my forehead.

'Look out for her make up, please!' Lucy cries out and I chuckle.

Peter holds out his hand. 'Are you ready?'

I nod. 'Ready as I ever be'

'Come on then.'

Edmund, Lucy and Elvira leave. Edmund is the best man and Lucy is my maid of honor and as a new tradition, Elvira is my second. That is more because Lucy was too excited to arrange everything and Elvira had to step in to help.

I squeeze Peter's hand as we walk down the halls towards the grand stairs that lead down towards the throne room.

'I want you to know, Su, that I am so proud to be your brother.'

I swallow my tears away as I look at him. It is six months after the fight and some scars are still visible. But his blue eyes shine brighter than ever before. Elvira makes him so happy!