A/N: I started this with my friends while were hanging out… We might have been high on Papa John's. Yeah, we got high on pizza, problem? It's happened twice now and we're pretty sure that they put something on those deliciousness of heaven that makes us laugh like a mad person, I've laughed so much in the last thirty minutes that I'm sure that my friends and I are immortal. Anyway, on to the story!

Ops, my friend here just reminded me, this is story is set when they are kings and queens their ages are from 12 (Lucy), 13 (Edmund), 15 (Susan) and 16 (Peter), before Caspian.

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Narnia, C.S. Lewis does. If I owed Narnia there would be lots of all the ships you can think of and I'd probably ruin it.

Chapter 1: Prologue

The Pevensie siblings were eating in the dining room, the tension was palpable in the air. The council had given Peter the decision about what they were planned to do to perpetuate their bloodline.

Peter hadn't wanted to see what the letter said without his siblings. The truth was that he was scared about the contents of the tiny envelope; he would have smirked at the thought if the situation hadn't been so serious. Peter Pevensie, High king of Narnia, who had fought in uncountable fights, scared of a piece of paper? The problem was that this 'piece of paper' could very well turn their lives upside down. Ten minutes of awkward silence later Edmund finally lost it.

"What did the council said Peter?" Everyone in the table looked up, worried stares looking up at the elder blond.

Peter blanched a little and took the letter out of his coat pocket, he could feel his siblings' stares on him as he opened the envelope with shaky hands. He took a deep breath before he started reading.

Your Highness,

As you know we have been worried about how your bloodline will survive with you and your family being the only humans in Narnia and we are pleased to inform you that have came to an agreement regarding the issue of your future offspring.

We have decided that you and your siblings are to marry between yourselves. We know that this is not the answer you had been expecting, but it is the only option. You and your siblings are to be married in six months' time. We have left you the decision about which each of you is going to marry whom, we will be expecting your answer by the end of the current week.

Sincerely,

Mr. Tumnus, spokesman of the Council.

There was a pregnant silence after Peter finished reading the missive. The kings and queens of Narnia were speechless, they had suspected this was going to happen but knowing it was definitive was shocking none the less.

Lucy stood up and gripped the table as if it was the only thing holding her up, her cheeks were flushed, shiny with tears. "I-I'm tired, I-" she choked up and ran away from the room. Nobody tried to stop her, she had done what all the rest of them wanted to do.

Susan sighed heavily and leaned on the table. "What are we going to do?"

Peter rubbed his temple and stood up, "I think we need time to let this sink in. We will talk in the morning" He said and left the room followed by his younger siblings.

Alright, I started this at around 20:00 PM in Time Zone -04:00, now is 22:45 and along the way I became Hiccup's (my friends pseudonym, the one that I dedicated m first fanfic posted on this site) chinese slave (no offence intended)... So I'll continue this story because I value my life. :D This was not beta'd so there probably will be a lot of mistakes