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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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navixator

Of course she'll take his hand. And of course he'll squeeze hers back, drag it briefly up to his lips so he can press a firm kiss there as he follows.

"I can't-- imagine how exciting this is for you, Susan, but--"

But he's stunningly excited about it. He's more excited than he ever could have thought.

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calledmegentle

She understands. It's got her squeezing his hand tightly back, smiling as she looks over her shoulder at him.

"It's thrilling, isn't it?"

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navixator

"It is."

And he can't help laughing. He simply can't stop the sound from escaping. It's so wonderful, laughing without real reason.

"And it's-- silly, I know, because we-- even put some of these stones in ourselves, but..."

But it felt different, now. It felt as if the completion allowed him to see everything they'd planned and designed and even built with new eyes.

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calledmegentle

"It's different when it's finished," she fills in for him, eyes bright with joy upon hearing his laughter.

"Believe me, I know."

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navixator

Of course she understands. Of course she, as always, knows exactly what to say to make the pieces of himself fit together in unity.

There's another tight squeeze of her fingers as he nods. "It's really... ours, now. All of ours."

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calledmegentle

"Yes."

Said as she lets her free hand fingers brush fondly against an apple tree.

"It's ours. Narnia is ours. And we are Narnia's."

That last part is especially important.

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navixator

"Can you-- think of anything more... completely perfect, Susan?"

Apart from the fact that he was sharing it with her. Apart from the knowledge that--someday--they might be blessed with a child to share it with as well.

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calledmegentle

"The only thing that could make it more so is having my siblings here," she replies honestly, squeezing his hand tight as she adds, "But since that is not a possibility, this is-- absolutely the best, most perfect thing, Caspian. Especially since you're here."

Since they can share this together, even if she cannot share it with the others she loves.

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navixator

There's the tiniest bit of a hum for that. It would be better to have her brothers and sister here, it was true. It set like a shadow in his heart, but somehow didn't stop the perfect contentment from existing in his soul.

"Which-- tower is the best for watching the stars, then?"

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calledmegentle

"The Eastern one."

Fitting, really, as it's facing towards the Great Eastern Sea, Aslan, and the Emperor himself.

"We used to go up there at night sometimes, just the four of us, and look at the stars and the sea."

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navixator

There's the tiniest bit of a flicker in his smile. He knows, after all, how dearly he misses the other three Pevensies. He can only imagine what it must be for her.

"It must be beautiful."

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calledmegentle

"It is."

And she squeezes his hand tightly once more again, in fondness and against the brief flicker in his smile and the slight pain in her heart.

"We should go, when it gets darker."

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navixator

There's reassurance in her voice, the squeeze of her fingers. There's an infinite wealth of strength they both draw from in her--and one growing in him for the times she needs a bit of a break from it.

"If you'd like."

He certainly would, after all.

"We'll have... worlds of time to."

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calledmegentle

"That's true."

And likely, there would be quite a bit of time spent on the Eastern tower. It was simply the way of things.

"But what better way to spend our first night at home?"

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navixator

"There's honestly none I can think of, my love."

Nothing more perfect than spending this afternoon exploring the twists and turns of their new home. Nothing better than settling in tonight under the stars before slipping back down to the warmth of their bed.