Chapter eight
SUSAN'S P.O.V.
Peter quickly jerks around and I hear feet landing on the castle flour like someone jumped in.
"That's it!" Shouted Peter, "I'm sick and tired of Lucy!" He starts off toward the door with fiery eyes, I can tell he is gonna let Lucy have it.
"No Peter!" I yell quickly and grab his arm forcing him to turn about.
"What?" He asks sternly.
"Don't, she just wants to know whats going on." I say gently.
"She knows whats going on, she is trying to stop it, that's the problem!"
"Whats going on?" I ask confused and now worried.
"THAT I'M GONNA TAKE AWAY YOUR CROWN!" He yelled.
My eyes widen and tear up.
"What?" I ask my voice quivering.
"Oh shot." He said.
I turn and take off running toward the castle.
"Susan!" I hear.
I reach the castle and find Lucy crying so hard. I know she hates this all. I run and hug her without a word.
Peter runs in.
"Lucy this is all your fault!" His voice boomed.
"What?!" She screamed all her tears pouring out.
"If you weren't spying i wouldn't have blown up and told her!"
"You were going to anyway!" She screamed again, "And you....and you know it!" She turns and darts to her room.
Peter sits down on the coach and buries his face in his hands.
"Children." He muttered.
"Excuse you." I say, his head jerks up with a puzzled look. "Weren't you the one who said stay like children?" "Weren't you the one who always thought children were a gift?" "Weren't you a child king?"
"Su I don't want to hear it."
"Well I don't want to hear this but I have to so listen!"
This went on for awhile until he just got up and left.
By jove, this is just perfect.................................
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Fantasythe last battle spoiler Be careful! This is for Susan Pevensie and this is what I think happens to Susan after the last battle, based on what C.S. Lewis said after he wrote the last battle. Thank you. Update: I wrote this story when I was quite youn...
