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[calledmegentle]

 All of Narnia is home. More than England ever will be, more than England ever can be. Even after a thousand years, Susan still can't help but love the land; feel entirely like she's where she belongs.

It's just that some parts of Narnia feel more at home than others, and this place in particular is one that always felt the most like it.

She's always looked upon it with wonder, and it's not something that changes now, the words escaping her lips in a soft, somewhat-awed breath.

"Cair Paravel."

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"We will." And it's important to lean slightly to reach for her hand. It's also incredibly kind of Destrier to shift closer without prompting. "You'll see."

And they'd do it by weaving her memories with his knowledge. It felt right to build Narnia again that way.

......obvs restored not destroyed, not sure what went down with my brain there.

[calledmegentle]

"I know." And she'll squeeze his hand as she holds it in hers, finally turning to smile properly at him.

"I can't wait."

I think sleepiness. It happens to the best of us.

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And it's impossible not to smile at her when she's beaming at him like this. It's not in his nature not to light up right back.

"...come work with me."

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[calledmegentle]

Then they'll both be beaming happily, likely for the rest of the day.

"Gladly."

Where else would she go, really? What else would she do?

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Neither of them are well-trained at the construction of castles, it's true. But both of them are eager to learn, eager to be used by their people. Both of them are well-beloved and well-respected in their efforts.

Hopefully she won't mind him stealing a kiss when they dismount. It's so hard not to want to solidify her smiles with at least a stolen brief moment.

[calledmegentle]

She'll not mind at all. She'll kiss him quite happily back, in fact.

The reconstruction of the Cair may be what gets her smiling, but it's absolutely him that keeps her smiling.