The girl beams at her. "I loved a mortal man, a King of Narnia," she agrees. "When we wed, they called me Queen."

There's something sympathetic in the kind curve of her smile. "Have no fear, Susan. Come."

She offers one white hand to the other girl. "These stars are my kin, as was the sun which shone on you earlier. No harm will befall you here, Daughter of Eve. You are welcome."