Oh gosh. OK, going out on a limb here. We know Peter’s first kissing of the non-familial variety. I wrote it in I love not man the less – the satyr and the dryad. He’s anxious to repeat the experience with a human female partner and that doesn’t go so well. Wrasse and Dalia have to step in to save him from a couple of rotten situations and ugly, false accusations, which ultimately lead to the Guard being present at all times and the beginning of Edmund’s courtship agreements.
Susan proceeds very, very cautiously and shyly, and her partners, female (Beech) first, then male (also Beech), are Dryads and those happen very very slowly over a period of weeks during a Revel and a spring Dryad Dance in the two years after Peter’s Revel. Like Peter, she also has a very negative experience with a male suitor-seducer who seeks the Narnia crown through her, though Lambert and Wrasse keep it from going too far. Susan rebuffs many, many advances but Rafe Linch is her first human male partner.
Poor Edmund. Given that he's been negotiating Peter and Susan through their travails, Edmund is very distrusting of the whole thing and most of the feminine attention goes to Peter anyway. Edmund is thrilled to finally go out with Peter for a Dryad Dance (on a night when Susan isn’t). He gets in a few kisses with a female Birch and the pollen makes him so sick, he has to stagger home and stay in bed for two days. Disgruntled about the whole thing, he sets sail for Galma to get away, and that’s when things get interesting. (I blame h_dash_h for this one) Edmund spends time with the diplomatic counsul to Galma from Archenland, a very gracious man, widower, with two young children and one thing leads to another and it all goes very well. They part amicably a few weeks later.
Shhh! It’s a secret but… Lucy put no thought or worry into at all. She goes off every year to a Woodend Festival in the Western Wild and it happens then, one year, spontaneously, but when she is ready and it is lovely and perfect. She never tells anyone except Aidan, years later, but Lucy is almost positive it was Bacchus who appeared to her and first kissed her very passionately in a bower of grape leaves during the festival.
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We know Peter’s first kissing of the non-familial variety. I wrote it in I love not man the less – the satyr and the dryad. He’s anxious to repeat the experience with a human female partner and that doesn’t go so well. Wrasse and Dalia have to step in to save him from a couple of rotten situations and ugly, false accusations, which ultimately lead to the Guard being present at all times and the beginning of Edmund’s courtship agreements.
Susan proceeds very, very cautiously and shyly, and her partners, female (Beech) first, then male (also Beech), are Dryads and those happen very very slowly over a period of weeks during a Revel and a spring Dryad Dance in the two years after Peter’s Revel. Like Peter, she also has a very negative experience with a male suitor-seducer who seeks the Narnia crown through her, though Lambert and Wrasse keep it from going too far. Susan rebuffs many, many advances but Rafe Linch is her first human male partner.
Poor Edmund. Given that he's been negotiating Peter and Susan through their travails, Edmund is very distrusting of the whole thing and most of the feminine attention goes to Peter anyway. Edmund is thrilled to finally go out with Peter for a Dryad Dance (on a night when Susan isn’t). He gets in a few kisses with a female Birch and the pollen makes him so sick, he has to stagger home and stay in bed for two days. Disgruntled about the whole thing, he sets sail for Galma to get away, and that’s when things get interesting. (I blame
Shhh! It’s a secret but… Lucy put no thought or worry into at all. She goes off every year to a Woodend Festival in the Western Wild and it happens then, one year, spontaneously, but when she is ready and it is lovely and perfect. She never tells anyone except Aidan, years later, but Lucy is almost positive it was Bacchus who appeared to her and first kissed her very passionately in a bower of grape leaves during the festival.