“I wrote this story for you, but when I began it I
had not realized that girls grow quicker than books. As a result you
are already too old for fairy tales, and by the time it is printed and
bound you will be older still. But some day you will be old enough to
start reading fairy tales again. You can then take it down from some
upper shelf, dust it, and tell me what you think of it. I shall probably
be too deaf to hear, and too old to understand a word you say, but I
shall still be. ― your affectionate Godfather, C. S. Lewis.”
Two days ago, I didn’t believe in the existence of talking animals… of dwarves or… or centaurs. Yet here you are, in strengths and numbers that we Telmarines could never have imagined. Whether this horn is magic or not, it brought us together… and together, we have a chance to take back what is ours! —
The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian (2008)
So I’ve been on a mega Narnia binge lately and I started rereading all the books.
And I came across this little tidbit in Prince Caspian where they’re partying and having a celebration feast because they won the war against the Telmarines; and the dancing trees are being served a special batch of gourmet “earth,” to eat that “looked almost exactly like chocolate; so like chocolate, in fact, that Edmund tried a piece of it, but he did not at all find it nice.”
Guys, Edmund Pevensie once willingly ate dirt because it looked like chocolate, and I feel 110% better now that I have this information in my life.
Remember that time in Prince Caspian when Lucy had to go wake the others because she’d seen Aslan? And she was supposed to have them follow? And Ed voted for her, instead of against her like last time? And they all went, and they couldn’t see Aslan at first? Then Ed could. Then Peter could. And it took Susan the longest. But she could eventually. She apologized.
Now apply this to the train wreck scenario. Or pre-wreck, first off. Maybe life post-Narnia for the Pevensies was like this scenario.
Lucy and Edmund and Peter remember what Aslan had told them about “finding him in their world” and “learning to know him by that name”. In this scenario, it’s Lucy who gets it first. She was closest to him, anyway. Then she tells the others. Susan dismisses it as “games we played as children.” Peter says it’s best not to assume until they have more information. But Ed, remembering how Lucy has always been right about these things, especially concerning Aslan, believes her. Ed and Lucy then convince Peter.
They see Aslan again. In their world. But Susan doesn’t see him yet. And then there’s the wreck, and Susan is left behind, “no longer a friend of Narnia”.
But if we follow the trend with that scene in Prince Caspian, Susan sees Aslan eventually. That’s my main argument for why I believe “her story isn’t finished yet”. It’s just like when Lucy had to go wake the others, and only Ed believed her at first. Then Peter. And then, after awhile, after all the others, maybe after she had allowed herself a wild thread of hope… Susan believed as well, and saw Aslan.
I have no idea if this is a parallel that CS Lewis intended. But in that scene, Susan was the last to see Aslan after all the others did. That’s strikingly similar to her predicament post-wreck.
HUFFLEPUFF: “You Dwarfs are as forgetful and changeable as the Humans themselves. I’m a beast, I am, and a Badger what’s more. We don’t change. We hold on. I say great good will come of it.” –C.S. Lewis (Trufflehunter: Prince Caspian)
Someday, I’ll see you again ; Edmund Pevensie x Reader
Setting : End of first movie to start of second movie
“Hurry up, you slowpoke!” Y/N shouted, looking behind her to see Edmund sitting still on his horse.
“Just… Taking a breather.” Edmund said, gesturing to Phillip.
“You stay back and I’ll catch the white stag myself.” Lucy and Susan mocked as they arrived, their horses skidding to a stop beside Y/N.
“Honestly, brother. You should be the one to care for your wife in these situations, not the other way around!” Peter snorted, appearing alongside his sisters.
“Ah, but my husband is old now. I’m afraid he’s not as agile as he used to be back then.” Y/N teased smirking over at Edmund. “I’m fine, though. I understand you completely, love.”
Edmund made a face at his wife before looking at the huge black metal pole beside him.
“A tree made of metal?” He muttered quite loudly.
Lucy gasped and dismounted her horse to run up and touch the so-called tree. “I think it’s called a lantern?” Y/N said, causing the four to look at her in confusion. “What? I have a slight memory of it. After all, it IS in Lantern Waste, is it not?”
The four nodded in understanding.
“It’s like I’ve seen this before, though.” Lucy whispered. “Like, in a dream.” “Or in a dream of a dream.” Edmund added.
Lucy gasped and opened her mouth in excitement. “Spare Oom!”
The others looked at each other in confusion.
Lucy ran off into a small passageway of pinecones.
“Lucy!” Y/N shrieked and dismounted her horse and ran after the excited queen.
“Y/N!” Edmund and his siblings followed suit and sprinted after Lucy and Y/N. However, they were surprised when they all fell back in the 1950s, back in their original ages when they entered Narnia.
Edmund’s eyes immediately scanned his siblings and darted around the room, not even aware of the ongoing conversation between Peter and Professor Kirke.
“I’m not sure you’ll believe us, sir.” He heard Peter say in his panicking state.
“Try me.” Professor said with a smile, throwing the ball at the siblings at the exact time Edmund stood up.
Edmund hastily batted away the ball, much to everyone’s shock, and ran back inside the wardrobe.
“Edmund?” Lucy asked when she heard Edmund shouting, pounding and kicking the back of the wooden wardrobe.
Peter walked in the wardrobe and dragged him back. “Edmund, calm down.”
“Let me go! I have to go back!” Edmund screamed and flailed in Peter’s arms.
“Edmund! What in the name of Aslan came over you?” Susan said before whipping around to look at the Professor who smiled at her and gestured at her brother.
“Edmund, what’s bothering you?” Peter asked once the brunette boy calmed down.
Edmund looked down and took a sharp breath before he raised his head, looked his older brother in the eyes with the fierce glare that can be received from only the finest warrior, diplomat and one of the finest kings that Narnia has experienced.
Peter barely had the time to gulp before Edmund growled with rage.
“Where the hell is my wife?
Y/N woke up under her bed.
"What…?” She breathed before crawling out and widening her eyes at the cream walls surrounding her.
She was not in Narnia anymore.
She was back home, in 2016.
2016… Boy, she had a lot of adjusting to do.
As she stood there, the door slammed open, revealing a small girl.
Y/N twirled to see her little sister holding a small device.
Oh, right. I have a phone.
Y/N smiled and took the device. “Thank you, sister. I must rest, I’ve had a rough day today. I’ll see you at dinner, I presume?”
Y/N’s sister looked at her in confusion before shrugging and walking away while shouting. “You’re unusually nice today. I like it. See ya at dinner, sis.” Y/N sighed and closed the door.
Feeling a familiar weight, Y/N looked down at her hand and was surprised to see a silver wedding ring.
Hers and Edmund’s.
She smiled knowingly and looked our her bedroom window.
“I know I’ll see you again. Someday, I will. I know I will. I have to see you again.”