I was sitting in Peter's arms in my closet when I heard the voice. There was a secret door in both of our closets that led to the others. We discovered it two and a half years ago, a few months after we began courting.

"I'm sorry, Susan, but I haven't seen either of them." That was Lily, my personal maid. Lily and I are rather good friends and she calls me Kassia or Kassie. All of the servants were asked to call us by our names; we are rather laid back rulers. Lily was one of the few to know of my relationship with Peter.

"I've looked everywhere! I'll check Peter's chambers next. Thanks, Lily." Susan left. Lily ran to the closet door.

"Go! To Peter's personal study! Both of you!" We ran through the door and into Peter's bedroom. The door to his closet was flung open and we sprinted into his personal study. We had just sat down when we heard Evander, Peter's personal servant, talking to her.

"Evander! Have you seen Peter or Kassia?"

"They're in his study."

"I looked there!"

"The personal study, your highness." Evander has issues calling us by our names. He always has.

"Oh. Thank you!" Susan rushed to the door, as fast as she considered proper. I never really cared about propriety to be honest. I spend a good portion of my time alone with Peter, which I shouldn't even be doing at all.

"There you are! I've looked all over for you!"

"What's so urgent, Su?" Peter asked, exasperation tinting his voice.

"Aslan is here." She said. "Go get changed and meet me down in the throne room in twenty minutes." We were still in our informal dress, so I quickly dashed to my closet, using the door this time. This was so I could avoid Susan's suspicions. I quickly changed to a gown as emerald green as my eyes. A simple (not really) gold cape was added and Lily pulled my dark hair back. She gently added my tiara and an extravagant emerald necklace.

I exited my room to find Peter, dressed as I was. His clothing was dark blue and he also had his crown on. He'd really grown a lot in the past three years. He was nineteen now, as was I. We walked down to our thrones and sat on them, facing Aslan. The lion had a smile, clearly he knew what Peter and I had been doing this morning when he arrived. He'd known of our relationship since its start, but he never told Peter's siblings.

"Aslan! It's so lovely to see you again!" Aslan told us that he would be staying for a few weeks and didn't say why. As soon as we were dismissed, Peter and I headed to the stables. We were going on our weekly ride through the forest. I was on my horse, Aida, and he was riding his usual unicorn, Gwen.

"Do you ever think about home?" I asked Peter.

"Sometimes. I miss Mom and Dad. Other than that, not really. What about you?"

"I miss my parents as well. It's been so long." He wrapped his arms around me. We had stopped for lunch as well. Every Thursday, we went for a ride and a picnic, it was just our ritual.

We sat in a comfortable silence for some time, until Peter spoke again.

"Hey, Kay?" He asked.

"Yeah?" I replied, slightly absentmindedly.

"Will you marry me?" He asked. My eyes widened and I broke out of my trance. I looked over to him and he was holding out a beautiful gold ring. The center stone was a diamond, as is tradition, and there were two blue and two red stones on either side of it. I stared at it, mesmerized.

"Kay?" he asked again.

"Oh, sorry. Of course I'll marry you!" My grin matched Peter's as he kissed me.

"Is this why Aslan is here?" Peter nodded.

"He's going to officiate the ceremony, whenever you want it to be."

"Can we have it before he leaves again?"

"Of course." Suddenly, I started laughing.

"What is it, lovely?" He's always called me lovely, but only when we are alone.

"We have to tell Susan, Edmund, and Lucy. And we're getting married!" he laughed too, although I'm not sure why either of us were laughing.

"Instead of telling them, can we wait until they get the invitation?" Peter agreed to my suggestion and the wedding planning begun.

~X~

"Dearest Queen Susan the Gentle, King Edmund the Just, and Queen Lucy the Valiant of Narnia," Susan read aloud at breakfast a week later.

"You are invited

To the Royal Wedding

Of their Majesties,

High King Peter and High Queen Kassia

Of Narnia.

It will take place on the second of February

At Cair Paravel.

Susan's presence is requested as Maid of Honor.

Lucy's as a bridesmaid.

Edmund's as the best man.

We love you, please don't kill us.

Peter and Kassia."

Once Susan finished reading the note we added to the end, she looked up with a glare.

"You're getting married?" she yelled.

"That's what the invitation said." Edmund replied.

"Who knows?" Susan growled out. I'm beginning to doubt that Susan is really the Gentle Queen.

"Aslan, Evander, and Lily."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Lucy asked, a mixture of joy and sadness on her face.

"Why didn't you tell us about the prophecy?" the trio winced.

"You know?"

"We've known for three years," I responded.

"And how long have you been together?" Susan growled again. I really believe she has anger issues.

"Three years." I whispered.

"How long?"

"Three years." Peter interrupted, his voice booming slightly.

"How did we not know until five days before the wedding?"

"Well, we've been engaged for three days. And there's a secret door that leads from my closet to his."

"You've been alone in each other's bedrooms!" Susan yelled.

"Yes, Susan. You know this."

"So, the other day when I was looking for you, you were together."

"Yes, we ran from my closet to Peter's and into his personal study as quickly as we could. Didn't you notice we were slightly out of breath?"

"I'm still mad, Kassie."

"I know."

"But I would love to be your maid of honor!" I laughed as she dragged me to the seamstress with Lucy. I'd already selected their gowns, they just needed to get them. The seamstress already had both of their measurements. Susan's was a gorgeous red. It even had rubies on the sleeves. Lucy's dress was an ice blue with sapphires. My own dress was the traditional white, with pearls adorning the collar. They were all really pretty.

~X~

Peter and I were getting married tomorrow and Susan locked our closet doors. She didn't want to risk anything, her own words, not mine. I don't think they were mad at us anymore. At least, I hope not.

It was four when the so-called Gentle Queen awoke me. I quickly bathed and Lily helped me into my corset. My hair was gently curled and pinned back with pearl clips. Susan helped me into my dress before Lily helped her and Lucy into theirs. We all looked magnificent.

Edmund escorted me down to the formal occasion room. I really think it's just for weddings, as we've never used it before.

"Are you ready, Kassie?" He asked me.

"I was ready three years ago, Ed." I replied. He smiled and opened the doors. I entered and I saw him. It took all of my restraint not to run down the aisle to Peter. I really loved him and he was looking at me like I'd always dreamed someone would.

"Queen Kassia, do you take King Peter to be your king, your protector, your husband, from now on?" Aslan asked.

"I do."

"King Peter, do you accept Queen Kassia as your queen, your protector, and your wife, from now on?"

"I do."

"Kassia, slide the ring on Peter's finger while saying 'With this ring, I thee wed.'"

"With this ring, I thee wed."

"Peter, slide the ring on Kassia's finger while saying 'With this ring, I thee wed.'"

"With this ring, I thee wed."

"I now pronounce you forever bonded, in this life and every other, from now until death and beyond. You may kiss your bride." Peter gently kissed my lips.

"I now present, for the first time, High King Peter and High Queen Kassia, as man and wife."

Peter and I left the room to cheers and headed to the ballroom.

The reception was a blur of hugs, surprise about our marriage, food, and dancing. Before I knew it, it was time to head to bed, and I think it's obvious what I mean by that. Peter and I were going to both stay in his room, although mine would stay as it was.

"I apologize, but we must be going. I'd like to thank all of you for coming and you are welcome to stay here as long as you like." With that, Peter escorted me from the ballroom to our bedroom and the rest of our lives.