"We are what we believe we are."
- C.S LewisEngland, 1949
Susan never went to get dinner with them.
It was a multitude of factors, really. First, she convinced herself that Narnia wasn't real. Ever since she matured, Susan began to tell herself that all of their adventures had been nothing but a nice way to distract themselves from the war, a bedtime story. When somebody mentioned Narnia, she would say it was time to let it go because they weren't children anymore.
Susan also hated the small organisation they made: the eight friends of Narnia. Digory and Polly, the two people who had witnessed the creation of the other world, were the founders, and it consisted of three out of the four Pevensies, Olivia, Eustace and Jill Pole, a friend from Eustace's school who had gone to Narnia with him. Of course, when Susan found out about the friends of Narnia, she was very close to having a heart attack.
Second: She was living somewhere else. Susan didn't live in the cottage in Oxford like her other siblings and Olivia did. She moved to central London, where all of the excellent parties were. She also claimed that was where she would have more opportunities, and they didn't disagree.
Lastly, She hated Olivia. It was the kind of hatred that had grown overnight, the same way she had stopped believing in Narnia. Susan strongly disagreed with their relationship, saying it was based on fiction and that they were too young.
"Edmund, you're too young!" Was what Susan had told Edmund in a letter before he went to Narnia for the third time. "Edmund, you've been with her since you were thirteen!" Was what Susan said when he had just turned eighteen. "Edmund... college is a great place to find a new girlfriend." Was what Susan said on New Year's Eve in 1947. "Edmund, this is just a teenage romance! Not the love of your life!" Was what she told him on the phone two months ago.
Before Oxford, she already disagreed with their relationship, but her hatred truly began the day Olivia and Edmund married, technically, a second time. Edmund could still recall the angry telephone call he received from Susan, screaming at him when she received the invitation. Spoiler alert: It was awful.
Three years ago, when things were getting tougher, trying to administrate the house and the studies, with their stress making them want to collapse, Edmund and Olivia decided they wanted to make their marriage official in both worlds—a small wedding, to relive their glory years in the golden age and their young love. Lucy and Peter had been delighted, and the ceremony had been simple.
Lucy herself had made thirty hand-written invitations ( with the help of Peter, obviously ), and Eustace had helped distribute them to their guests. Everyone said that planning weddings was usually stressful, but Edmund and Olivia enjoyed every moment of it. Mr and Mrs Pevensie were over the moon, more than happy about their announcement ( because, of course, they didn't know about Narnia and so, didn't know about their wedding ).
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