Hundredth Prompt: The very first night

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Susan sat on the sofa.

What was this?

Her heart still raced.

Suddenly she felt the sofa going down on her right side and she looked over, only to see Peter smiling tiredly at her.

"You can't sleep either?"

Susan laughed out loud.

"Peter, we are royalty now!", she exclaimed quietly.

Peter looked down and also pulled his feet up, like Susan had.

"I guess we are", he said.
"Are you scared too?", he asked then.

Susan looked up, a little but surprised, but she said:"Yes."
For a moment it was quiet, before she explained:"I mean, taking care of Lucy and Edmund was hard enough. Now we have to rule a whole kingdom?"

Peter nodded slightly and stared at the ground.

"But Aslan thinks we can do it", he said quietly then.

Susan looked up.

Aslan.

She wanted to argue against it, but she didn't find anything that would make a good argument.

But Peter noticed that his sister was struggling.

He put a hand on her shoulder and waited until she looked at him.

"Think of the greatest memory you have of Him", Peter said.

Susan closed her eyes and without even thinking she saw Aslan, how He appeared in the sunlight of the early morning after this awful night Lucy and herself had spent at the stone table, thinking He was gone.

Never had she seen greater glory, never felt greater joy.

"Do you really doubt His words?", Peter asked.

Susan opened her eyes.
Did she?

Then she shook her head and smiled.

Peter smiled back and pulled into a hug.

"Love you", Susan whispered.