"It's Susan, please. I suppose I am here as Queen Susan, that's what they put me down as, but it doesn't feel quite right." It didn't feel quite right out of Narnia and alone. "And I suppose all mortal rulers must seem young to someone upwards of several thousand years old."
But there was a more important question than explaining about her age, or what exactly had sundered her from her land - it was a somewhat difficult story to tell, regardless.
"Aslan is... is Aslan. He is a very difficult sort of person to explain, he simply... is." She tried again, "He's very much himself."
A breath, and a strange strength grew in her as she began to speak the words, "He's The Lion. He's the son of the great Emperor over the sea. According to the beasts and the songs of the fauns, he's the one who sang the world into being from nothing."
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"It's Susan, please. I suppose I am here as Queen Susan, that's what they put me down as, but it doesn't feel quite right." It didn't feel quite right out of Narnia and alone. "And I suppose all mortal rulers must seem young to someone upwards of several thousand years old."
But there was a more important question than explaining about her age, or what exactly had sundered her from her land - it was a somewhat difficult story to tell, regardless.
"Aslan is... is Aslan. He is a very difficult sort of person to explain, he simply... is." She tried again, "He's very much himself."
A breath, and a strange strength grew in her as she began to speak the words, "He's The Lion. He's the son of the great Emperor over the sea. According to the beasts and the songs of the fauns, he's the one who sang the world into being from nothing."