THANK-YOU TO ELECKTRUM FOR CORRECTING MY SPELLING! I APPOLOGISE FOR THE ERROR I HAVE MADE, I WILL BE FAR MORE CAREFUL FROM NOW ON. GOD BLESS AND HAPPY EASTER!
Arianna
Peter and Grace-Elizabeth stood facing each other. "I suppose you would like to know what we are doing here, Your Majesty. You want to know why a country that has made no move to became friendly or otherwise would wish to have counsel with you. You wish to know whether we have any ill will towards you." Grace-Elizabeth was not asking a question rather making a statement. She knew she was right. Peter did want to know why she was there.
"I would rather like to know why you have came. I get the feeling you and your people are very secretive. You keep to your selves. It worries me as to why you would come now." Peter felt that he could tell her the truth. She seemed to be peaceful enough. She was also unarmed and small enough that she was entirely harmless.
"What I am about to tell you will be considered treason if my father were to find out. The thing is, you should know the truth. I hate the life I have been forced to live. I was born so that, when my father needed it, he would have a bargaining chip. The Embassy is here to arrange a marriage." Said Grace-Elizabeth slowly. "The marriage is to be between Your Majesty and…" she paused, "and I."
Peter breathed in sharply. He looked at Grace-Elizabeth, she was about to cry. "Princess Grace-Elizabeth, what's wrong? What are you so afraid of? And why did you tell me this if it's considered treason?" Peter needed to know what was really going on. Something about this girl had caught his attention.
"Please just call me Grace." Peter nodded. "I am the oldest daughter of King Oberon. He has already practically sold my other two sisters to rich Lords who would give him something in return. You got lucky, my father isn't looking for anything in return this time, he just wants me to be married in a few months. I am afraid of what he might do to me if you refuse. Telling you this would be considered treason because my father is paranoid!"
"We should go inside. It's late. Princess-
"It's just Grace, remember, Your Majesty" interrupted Grace
"Sorry Grace, you must call me Peter then. Come on, I'll take you back to your room so you won't get lost." Peter took Grace's arm and led her inside. It took about fifteen minutes. They were both silent. Peter was deep in thought about what Grace had told him. Grace was also thinking about what she had told Peter. She was also afraid of what her father would do if he found out that she had already met the High King of Narnia. When they got to the to Cair Paravel Grace turned to Peter. She had a fearful and distant look in her eyes.
"Peter it's best if no one knows that we have met or that you know why the Embassy is here. Please pretend to be surprised when my father speaks to you. And also, a word of advice, don't let him bully you. He will treat you as a child. For the sake of both of our kingdoms, don't take the bait. Remain as calm as you can. My father will be looking for a reason to hate you. Be sure he doesn't find one. Good Night, Your Majesty." Grace disappeared up a staircase leaving Peter to ponder her advice.