The Great Lion Aslan

Once a King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens.

To the glistening Eastern Sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant.
To the great Western Wood, King Edmund the Just.
To the radiant Southern Sun, Queen Susan, the Gentle.
And to the clear Northern Sky, I give you King Peter, the Magnificent.

— What have you done, child?
— I don't know. That was awful.
— But you chose it, Lucy.
— I didn't mean to choose all of that. I just wanted to be beautiful like Susan. That's all.
— You wished yourself away, and with it much more. Your brothers and sister wouldn't know Narnia without you, Lucy. You discovered it first, remember?
— I'm so sorry.
— You doubt your value. Don't run from who you are.