..merchants and memory

The search party went well. Peter was certainly not pitiful! I only came for the first part, although I do have skill with a bow, I am not inclined for full on combat.
The days have become peaceful now...our time in England is beginning to become a gray haze.
I can't quite remember Finley..or was it Finchley?? It doesn't matter.
We will never go back . At least..I hope so.
Yesterday the oddest thing happened. We (me and my siblings) were in the drawing room. Ed was lying on his face sleeping, Lucy was sketching, Peter was signing documents and I was doing some mending. When we heard all sorts of instruments. We all rushed to the window and saw a train of exotic merchants. Selling monkeys, rugs, spices anything you can imagine. We all wandered out to have a look. I was browsing the bracelets when Peter came and tapped me on the shoulder, his face was solemn. "You had better come with me Su" "Whatever is the matter?" "Follow me" I followed his as he led me through the now crowded courtyard. We came to a more deserted part, which smelt awful. Then we turned a corner and what I saw made my stomach turn. Everywhere. Bleeding, crying, screaming. Human beings. In chains like animals.
I looked at Peter his face was as white as mine..but not in compassion and sadness but anger. "Slaves" He muttered under his breath "What should we do?" "Set them free" "But we can't just do that" "Then we will have to buy them"
So we did. Most of yesterday afternoon was spent buying them, freeing them, giving them the medical they might need and finding homes for them.
It was tiring...but worth it.
~Su

..at sunrise

Back again!

The sun is just coming up. For some reason I felt like getting up early. It was well worth the effort. Seeing the sun peeking over the horizon, birds just starting their morning song. What could be better?

Peter and Edmund have been spending a lot of time down at the beach or in the stable with their chargers. Peter’s horse is a magnificent animal.  His name is Anqus, which means unique strength. It suits him perfectly. He is the largest horse in the stables, not to mention the strongest. But you probably guessed that.  No one but Peter can ride him (When Peter isn’t hobbling around with a bad ankle that is). Peter found him with a brutal man on his back.  Peter bought Anqus and tamed him.  Anqus goes as wild as a lion if any of the grooms try to ride him, rearing and bucking. I suppose that he’s afraid that they’ll start beating him.   I prefer my mare “Allene” which means peaceful one.  

Reports came in yesterday with news of remnants of the terrible White Witch’s army running about. I hate the thought of those horrible creatures, trolls, ogres, hags and the like. It’s enough to make my blood run cold.  I can hear my siblings getting up. They’ll be getting ready to set out on the search party. I’ll join them in a minute.  I’ll be needing all of my gifts from Father Christmas. My horn in particular. I take it nearly every where. Oops, Edmund is telling me to hurry up. I’m coming bossy boots!

More later.

~Su

...happy birthday ed

Hello,
12 followers! I'm thrilled!
On Monday it was Ed's Birthday. What a wonderful time he had!
I finally decided what to give him. You all know he loves anything sweet...but of course he doesn't like turkish delight anymore. I decided to give him fudge. He simply adores fudge, and would eat bucketloads of it. They had never heard it here in Narnia, so I had to look hard for the ingredients.
I gave him one (very) large box, which him gobbled up in a few hours!
That night we had a huge party for him. The fawns had decorated the palace garden with lanterns and flowers. It took my breath away, truly magical! We all danced well into the night.
Pete's ankle is healed, but he wasn't quite able to dance. My poor little toes were quite glad!
Well I must go.
Cherrio
~Su

..peter the pitifull

Hello,
Thankyou all for the comments! Thankyou the people who spread the word about my blog. Especially Rebekah Brielle and Hannah. And anyone else who has mentioned my blog somewhere, Thankyou too and please tell me if you do.
I was also ammused by your wishes of sympathy for Peter. I passed them on to him. He said "Hmm, well at least there are some people with a little compassion out there!"
His ankle isn't really getting better. Lucy says if the swelling doesn't go down by next week she will use her cordial. But he is going on and on about it. "Ohh the pain!! Get me some lemonade will you Susan" Yeah right! We give him all the sympathy he deserves. But we are nice to him (when its possible). I will admit it is rather horrid to be bed ridden. But his moaning gets so tiresome. As Charlotte said he is being a big baby about it. But he is my brother, and I love him.
Your Queen
~Susan

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...my second post

Hullo!
Thank you so much for all the feedback! Six followers, I'm thrilled. Please spread the word!
Things have been very busy. Preparing for Ed's birthday-for which I still have not decided on a present. Please, if you have any idea's? What do you give to someone who has everything!
The days have been gorgeously warm. Between royal duties we spend most of our time swimming and riding. Me, mostly swimming. Splashing about in the emerald waves is pure bliss. It fills me with such a happy contentment. That I can't put down in words.
Pete sprained his ankle yesterday, him and Ed were climbing (being stupid). Peter fell out of the tree, and went ka-plonk on the ground. Its not very bad. But he looks very pitiful lying on the couch, strategically moaning whenever someone enters the room.
We are not going to give him some of the cordial.
And he isn't getting much sympathy. Yes, I know I'm the gentle queen. But really!
Better go now.
Your Queen
~Susan~

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