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𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄:The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe ──── 𝟎𝟖. An Act Of Bravery
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Katherine, Susan, and Lucy had loved playing dress-up when they were younger. Peter and Edmund would join in on the fun occasionally, but they had their own things they wanted to do. The girls would wear Helen's best outfits (sometimes, Katherine would even wear some of her father's suits), slather makeup across their self-canvases, and went to town with endless imagination.
Donning a velvet, red dress that was kindly provided by the Narnians resurfaced those very memories. Memories that brought nothing but sweetness and warmth in a time when they were far from home. Crouching near a river with the hem of her dress half an inch from meeting the soiled ground felt as if she was reliving it.
"You'll get your dress wet and wrinkled in that stance." A gentle voice said. The sudden closeness had startled her in her bones.
Raising her chin, Katherine paused at the sight of Susan. Then rising to her full height, she admired the girl — a dark green dress complimented Susan's dark hair and fair skin. "You look lovely."
"As do you. You're beautiful, Kathy."
"Thank you. Is Lucy coming?"
Susan briefly nodded as she answered, "She's still getting refreshed. So, what did Aslan say?"
Katherine thought back. Once she had changed, she headed for the lion's pavilion in search for answers that she hoped Aslan could provide. Where was Eden, and what was her purpose for leaving? Katherine had no intention to seem as though she were probing other's businesses.
On the other hand, Aslan viewed her curiosity in an entirely different light.
"He said she departed just before we arrived, but didn't exactly say why, only telling me to await her return and not to ponder about it."
"I see." Susan nodded again. "Then, I suppose it's wise to heed his advice."
With a hum from Katherine initially ending the conversation, the two sisters savored the moment through comfortable silence. It had been a while since they were able to sit and drink in what's in front of them. Miles and miles of walking, running, near-death encounters, including an incident with mistaking a good-natured soul for a dangerous, unforgiving one.
Yes, they really did deserve a break.
Susan, although enjoying the silence, wanted to address something that had been plaguing her thoughts. She gazed longingly at her sister, who was rather oblivious to the pair of eyes burning holes in the back of her head. Clearing her throat, Susan called for her, which prompted the older to acknowledge.
