2: Hot chocolates and marshmallows

Lucy hurried through Cair Paravel's hallways, searching for her oldest brother.
Susan and Edmund were in Archenland, and her and Peter were left in Cair Paravel.

On a corner, she almost bumped into Oreius.

"Oh, I'm sorry!", she said, before he even recognized her. "Have you seen Peter?"

"I'm afraid I haven't, your Majesty", the centaur answered.

"Thank you", she sighed, before she ran on and left Oreius there to wonder what was happening now.

"Peter?", she asked, her head popping through the door of the library.

No one answered.

She even looked into the kitchen, but Peter was nowhere to be found.

Disappointed, Lucy walked through the castle, not sure where she should go now.

She'd expected to find Peter somewhere, and didn't even think of the possibility of not finding him.

Blindly, she almost bumped into Mr. Tumnus.

"Lucy!", he said. "What a pleasure to see you."

She smiled shortly, and sighed.

"What weighs so heavily on your heart, dear one?", the faun asked.

Lucy sighed again.
"I was hoping to find Peter somewhere and ask him if he got the time to drink a hot chocolate with me", she said. "But as you can see, I didn't find him."

Mr. Tumnus thought for a moment.
"I know, that that might not replace your brother, but how about I drink the chocolate with you?"

Lucy smiled. "That would be great, Mr. Tumnus!", she said.

The faun told Lucy to go waiting in one of the salons, while he was getting the chocolate, and when he finally came, there was a bowl with marshmallows next to the pot.

When they finally sat in one of Lucy's favourite salons, although she pretty much liked all of them, and the fire in the chimney was lit, Mr. Tumnus began to tell stories.

Right, when he finished the first one, someone walked in.

"Peter!", Lucy exclaimed, jumped up and ran towards him.
He laughed. "Oreius told me you're searching for me", he said.

Lucy nodded. "I wanted to ask you if you want to drink a hot chocolate with us", she said and Peter smiled.

"Of course I want to", he said, and Lucy jumped back onto the pillows she had beautifully draped there.

Peter poured some of the hot chocolate from the pot into an empty, unused cup.

The rest of the day, they spent sitting there, listening to Mr. Tumnus' stories and drinking a little bit more of the hot chocolate than what was in the one pot.