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They had written to Peter, of course, soon after the Battle at Anvard had concluded and Rabadash was sent on his way back to Calormen. They hadn't expected much of a response other than the 'message recieved' one-- time was short for letter-writing in the North. They all knew that.

But Susan also knew that her brother would likely want to have words with her when he returned. So, when he did return and the feast celebrating his return had ended, Susan found herself waiting on the balcony staring into the night.

When she hears her brother's footsteps behind her, she lets her shoulders slump just slightly.

"Go on, then. Say 'I told you so.'"

Because he had told her so. And she had failed in her promise to him.

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His lips twisted in a wry smile. "If I don't, I can always count on one of you to do it for me, right?" Whether he wanted them to or not. It was one of the things he both loved and hated about his siblings.

Another kiss to her cheek and Peter stepped back, nodding. "Thanks, Su. See you in the morning." He chucked her chin and flashed a rare smile before moving on down the corridor, headed for his own quarters and hopefully, a decen night's sleep.

"Always, Peter." And that was just the way it was, between the four of them. It was something they simply had to accept.

"Sweet dreams."

And it's good to see him smiling before he leaves. Has a small one touching her lips as she turns in for the night, herself.