Winter
Title: Winter
Rating: G
Summary: Susan hates Winter, Caspian finds out why.
Disclaimer: Narnia belongs to C.S. Lewis. I own nothing.
Comments: Response to weekly drabble challenge #21 frost @ susancaspian.
The weather outside was cold. Summer came and was gone. Fall was barely even here. And all too soon Winter was here.
There was a time in my life when I liked the cold. I liked Winter and I liked the snow. I liked to play outside with my brothers and sister. That was back home in England. But ever since coming to Narnia the first time I resented and absolutely loathed Winter.
I hated the ice cold weather. I hated the thin ice of the snow. I didn't play outside the castle. My siblings knew better than to ask me to come out. My siblings knew better, but Caspian did not.
"Will you not join us your majesty?"
He was gesturing to the front of the grounds. There was at least two feet of snow and no doubt Peter, Edmund, and Lucy were planning on making snowmen and having a snowball fight.
"No." I said, my voice coming out harsher than I intended it too. I turned around then to excuse myself and walked to the library. It seemed that Caspian was putting on his "chivilarous" cap on. He decided to walk with me. He offered me his arm and I, being the gentle queen and all took it.
"You should go outside." I told him.
"Why would I go outside when you are here?" He asked.
"It's ok Caspian, I know you want to play in the snow." I assured him.
"But you do not."
I stopped short. "You can go outside."
"I will not leave you."
I rolled my eyes. "Just go."
"Why do you not want to go outside?"
The question was innocent enough. But the answer was.... foolish.
I started walking again. Avoiding his question.
"My queen?"
I looked at him and he looked so sincere and trusting. I couldn't keep things from Caspian even if I wanted to.
"I hate the frost." It came out as a whisper. Barely audible.
He could tell that there was more to my answer than that and waited for me to continue.
"I used to enjoy Winter but after our first visit here I began to dislike Winter."
He came up to me and reached out to touch my face. His thumb brushing over my cheek. "Go on."
"I'm afraid because after Edmund and the White Witch..." my breath hitched, and a tear slipped down my cheek. I was letting my foolish reasoning come out now.
Caspian brought his other arm around me and pulled me into his chest. He was stroking my hair and I felt relived. He had a calming presence about him. And it made me smile.
I pulled back from his embrace a little and gave him a tiny "I'm sorry" smile. He kissed my forehead and whispered in my ear, "Come out with me. I promise I won't leave you."
Those simple words had a great effect on me. I knew Caspian wouldn't leave me. He had showed that by just choosing to stay in the castle with me. After feeling his warm breath on my ear, I was helpless and said "yes."
Rating: G
Summary: Susan hates Winter, Caspian finds out why.
Disclaimer: Narnia belongs to C.S. Lewis. I own nothing.
Comments: Response to weekly drabble challenge #21 frost @ susancaspian.
The weather outside was cold. Summer came and was gone. Fall was barely even here. And all too soon Winter was here.
There was a time in my life when I liked the cold. I liked Winter and I liked the snow. I liked to play outside with my brothers and sister. That was back home in England. But ever since coming to Narnia the first time I resented and absolutely loathed Winter.
I hated the ice cold weather. I hated the thin ice of the snow. I didn't play outside the castle. My siblings knew better than to ask me to come out. My siblings knew better, but Caspian did not.
"Will you not join us your majesty?"
He was gesturing to the front of the grounds. There was at least two feet of snow and no doubt Peter, Edmund, and Lucy were planning on making snowmen and having a snowball fight.
"No." I said, my voice coming out harsher than I intended it too. I turned around then to excuse myself and walked to the library. It seemed that Caspian was putting on his "chivilarous" cap on. He decided to walk with me. He offered me his arm and I, being the gentle queen and all took it.
"You should go outside." I told him.
"Why would I go outside when you are here?" He asked.
"It's ok Caspian, I know you want to play in the snow." I assured him.
"But you do not."
I stopped short. "You can go outside."
"I will not leave you."
I rolled my eyes. "Just go."
"Why do you not want to go outside?"
The question was innocent enough. But the answer was.... foolish.
I started walking again. Avoiding his question.
"My queen?"
I looked at him and he looked so sincere and trusting. I couldn't keep things from Caspian even if I wanted to.
"I hate the frost." It came out as a whisper. Barely audible.
He could tell that there was more to my answer than that and waited for me to continue.
"I used to enjoy Winter but after our first visit here I began to dislike Winter."
He came up to me and reached out to touch my face. His thumb brushing over my cheek. "Go on."
"I'm afraid because after Edmund and the White Witch..." my breath hitched, and a tear slipped down my cheek. I was letting my foolish reasoning come out now.
Caspian brought his other arm around me and pulled me into his chest. He was stroking my hair and I felt relived. He had a calming presence about him. And it made me smile.
I pulled back from his embrace a little and gave him a tiny "I'm sorry" smile. He kissed my forehead and whispered in my ear, "Come out with me. I promise I won't leave you."
Those simple words had a great effect on me. I knew Caspian wouldn't leave me. He had showed that by just choosing to stay in the castle with me. After feeling his warm breath on my ear, I was helpless and said "yes."