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In Narnia, they grew. Susan’s dark hair fell below her knees in glorious waves and ambassadors arrived for her hand. Even in this, Susan was gentle, graciously turning away rhapsodies over lush lips and long hair. With Prince Rabadash, she was not so gentle. At first, she was intrigued by the flowing robes and wooden shoes – everything tinged with gilt. She dreamed of the desert and to travel in its hot, hot heat, her long locks tied into a turban. But their peace had always been uneasy, and with the invasion of Archenland, Susan knew what she had to do. |
Original Prompt: Any of the following: Susan, Lucy, Polly, Aravis, Rilian, Jill, rare characters, travel, world building, new experiences. |
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