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Chapter 7

Before he could get worked up, someone knocked on the door, and he allowed them to enter. His bed was filled with papers that Peter gave him earlier this afternoon, but he couldn't concentrate on working on it.

"What do you think about putting more fishes in the fishpond? Finnegan and Lucy were talking about the idea just now, downstairs. Peter was just nodding his head the whole time." Mr. Tumnus' voice came out from behind the door and it was filled with either irony or gentle mocking. But the whole time he was smirking.

"Don't want to make you block away the idea, they'd be pissed."

"On with the discussion," Mr. Tumnus started as he flung himself on the soft red sofa, "from what the files tell me, Miss White lives twenty minutes away from here, Edmund."

Edmund grumbled and rolled his eyes, "What else is on the file?"

"Just stuff." Mr. Tumnus teased him.

"Mr. Tumnus.." Edmund gave him the look of beg and sat across him on the sofa.

"I'll show you some more tomorrow. So far, it's just about where she lives, when she was born. Her family tree and stuff that won't interest you at all."

"How did you know it all won't interest me, you might be wrong." Edmund answered in a singsong voice.

"Because now, I have to go. Susan is seriously annoyed about her dress, it didn't come out as she expected it to. I'll accompany her to the tailor now, I thought I might stop by here to see you."

"Seriously?"

"Bye for now." Mr. Tumnus said and stood up.

"God, you just stopped by here on your way and made me even more curious." Edmund said sarcastically.

"I'll give you what you want soon. Don't worry." Mr. Tumnus winked as he excused himself out of the room.

If he wasn't acting off his best behavior, Edmund would have thrown himself into that fishpond Lucy and Finnegan love so much. And besides, the gentle faun was his best man. His siblings' best faun as a matter of fact.

VVVVVV

"And he offered you a carriage to go back?" Caris was bombing Iris with thousands of questions since the day Iris got back from Cair Paravel. She talked to Caris about what happened at Cair Paravel and Caris' face was pretty much priceless when she was told.

"He said better go back with one too. I don't know, I told you before maybe he was just feeling guilty."

"Are you mad because he almost… you know. Saw you?" Caris bit her lower lip.

"Maybe. I don't know, I was just too shocked to even utter a word in front of him. I should apologize soon. Besides, he offered me a job." Iris' face lit up a bit.

"Really? That's awesome!" Caris said and taking out two glasses and pouring in orange juice, giving a glass to Iris, "What kind of job?"

"He wants me to be his private cook. I made my strawberry cheesecake there and he seemed so thrilled by the result." She said happily.

Taking a bite of her toast, Caris replied, "Your strawberry cheesecake is the best, no wonder he fell in love at once."

"Do you think I should apologize?"

"Of course. You're not planning to? Are you crazy? It wasn't entirely his fault, if you know what I mean."

Iris squatted down a little, "What should I do? I can't face him again."

"Apologize soon, he won't mind, really. What is it with you and King Edmund always getting into awkward situations." Caris took her plate and brought it to the living room.

"Life shows me it's path." Iris mumbled.

"Sara hurry up, don't beg me to wait for you!"

Iris heard the scream of her sister as she tried to walk to the living room. Caris was really not a friendly partner in her most cranky moods.

"I'm coming, just hold on for like ten more seconds mommy!" Sara growled from upstairs, grabbing her back pack, shoes, and robe. Her outfit was cute today, but her dress didn't fit well since she had been growing, and shirt had not. She looked like she was out of breath because her dress was too tight.

"Change." Caris said as soon as Sara walked to the living room. Iris who by the time was eating her apple just rolled her eyes.

"What? Why mommy!" Sara growled, grabbing an apple from the table.

"Sara, you can't go to the park in that. I can almost see all of your stomach coming out. Your belly button is almost showing." Caris said in that over protective tone that made Iris roll her eyes again.

"How bad is her dress, really Caris?" Iris asked.

"Bad enough that I'll throw it away soon enough after this. So she can dress up more proper for other days." Caris said, looking intently at her daughter.

Iris sighed, and said in a softer tone, "Sara, go change. You don't want to upset mommy, do you?"

"But Iris, I love this dress." Sara said weakly with teary eyes.

"You are growing up, I don't know how much, but that dress is getting smaller from what Caris said."

"Smaller?" she asked innocently.

Iris rubbed the top of Sara's hair and chuckled, "It means you are a big girl. Big girl makes good decisions. By good decisions, it means now go change into a proper dress and then you can have fun in the park with your friends."

"I'm a big girl?" Sara's face lit up.

"Yes, you are a big girl. Big one, the biggest of the biggest!" Iris said and Caris laughed, because she knew her sister was talking nonsense which was pretty funny, "Now go upstairs and change gorgeous."

"Okay I'll change," Sara said, "I wish you knew how gorgeous you are too," Sara smiled, wrapping her arms around Iris' shoulders.

"No, I'm not. You are." Iris said against Sara's soft hair.

"You are way more amazing than you give yourself credit for," Sara grinned with her perfect white teeth and kissed Iris' cheek, "Love you Iris."

"Love you too cupcake." Iris smiled leaning up kissing Sara's cheek back as she head upstairs. Everyone knew how they said that Sara was great but then annoyingly stubborn as a child. She just showed her amazing side, the side Iris and everyone loved the most, the side that shines the most and shows how amazing she is.

VVVVVV

"Iris!" she heard and turned her head to where the voice came. Emma was running towards her. Emma Bursnell was her best friend since she was only five years old. She was amazingly sweet, with short curly blonde hair that flows with it's waves down her shoulders, but she pushes her bangs aside most of the time. She is actually pretty gorgeous, got that whole natural beauty thing going but she is just completely clueless about it.

Emma went to Archenland for three weeks, joining her father who had to work there for a while but just got back this morning. The pair were meeting up at the park near Iris' house. Emma lives about eight houses down from Iris', which is just great.

The park itself was Iris' favorite. The last time when her eyes still function, the park had a lake with a few benches around it for the visitors to sit. A bunch of kids were playing and people often went down jogging there in the morning.

"Emma?" Iris smiled widely.

"Iris!" Emma said as she sat and hugged Iris tightly, "How are you? You've changed so much for only a few weeks!"

"Really? I haven't changed that much," Iris smirked, "How was Archenland?"

"Good. It was amazing! But I got bored most of the times. Maybe because you weren't there with me. I knew I should have kidnapped you and brought you along with me." Emma joked.

"Me too. I spent most of my time just cooking or playing with Sara. I didn't do much fun things while you weren't around. I've missed you so much."

"Good, if you miss me so much then tell me about everything!" she said eagerly.

Of course, since Emma was her closest friend Iris told everything about what happened to her and the Just King and also Finnegan. How weird things had happened so much for only about a week. Emma was listening intently and often cut her off with her sudden shocks, like 'Oh God, really?' 'No!' it seemed like she showed every shock impression and emotions that's ever existed.

"Ok, explain to me again why are you agreeing to that?" Emma corked a brow at Iris as Emma ate the cupcake that Iris brought along for her.

"Because he asked and he loved my strawberry cheesecake so much." Iris explained about the millionth time since she told Emma about King Edmund ordering her to be his private cook.

"But you haven't gone to Cair Paravel again to clarify the job?" Emma asked.

"Nope. Maybe tomorrow, as soon as possible. I can't today because I want to meet you. I hope he'll understand." Iris sighed and her head went down.

"Of course he'll understand! For Aslan's sake he is always nice to everyone." Emma rolled her eyes, confessing something about the Just King like it was an absolute fact.

Iris sighed and rested her head to the bench, "I wish things could be easier."

"You make it harder than it seemed."

"True. I guess I'll just see what happens tomorrow. And this time I'm not bringing Sara."

"Why? She definitely wants to come, you know, meeting her new friend Finnegan?"

"Sara is going shopping tomorrow with Caris. Apparently, she's growing up and her dresses are turning tiny to even fit her. Caris was whining about it this morning."

"That kid always surprises me in many ways." Emma commented sincerely since Emma was close to Sara too. The first day they met, Sara accidentally poured a glass of pumpkin juice to Emma's dress because Sara hated the juice so much but then slipped as she tried to run away from Caris, who was insisting her to drink the juice.

"She's the surprise itself darling." Iris said and Emma chuckled along with her best friend, spending the day having some quality time together after a long time no see.

VVVVV

Taking a sip of his coffee, he flipped out his book. Having breakfast with his family was fun, but not fun enough when Lucy was talking about things he didn't want to hear. For example, a masquerade party she wanted to hold, but luckily Peter refused.

"What's the point of holding it? Putting masks on, not recognizing each other and stuff. How can you say it's fun?" Peter said, smearing his toast with a strawberry jam.

"It's going to be really fun, trust me! We'll invite people all around the world, and they are all will be in one room without recognizing each other. That's the fun! Isn't it amazing?" Lucy said jumping in her seat.

Edmund rolled his eyes as he flipped through another page, didn't want to deal with anything involving Lucy's ideas, "We just threw a party a week ago for Susan's birthday, we can't possibly hold another one in a such short period of time. People will talk, and when they talk I mean they will talk. And you'll get uncomfortable with it."

"Yes, they'll question us. The Kings and Queens of Narnia, taking advantage of their crowns to partying everyday.' Nice headline for the world." Peter said sarcastically.

Lucy shook her head, "I guess you're right. But Finnegan approved." She said in a singsong voice.

"You what?" Edmund said, his eyes widen, "How could you get a little boy get into this mess?"

"Come on, this is not entirely my idea." Lucy rolled her eyes, addressing that Finnegan was a part of the plan too.

"Don't invade that kid with your words, I'll kill you I'm serious." Edmund said.

Lucy chuckled, "Oww, someone is a little bit over protective here."

"Oh, I feel offended here." Peter said and Lucy laughed.

A female maid came into the room politely in the middle of the conversation and said, "King Edmund, Lady Iris is here. She wishes your presence, only if you're not busy."

Edmund's eyes sparked with happiness and shock as well. He was happy that finally Iris decided to come by after what happened with both of them which was hard to forget. But what should he say when he meets her? Bombing her with his apologies? Sure, that was his plan.

"Lady Iris? Iris White, Iris? Mr. White's daughter Iris?" Lucy asked Edmund.

"Yes, do you know another Iris?" he wondered thinking that Iris was a very uncommon name. He wondered if Iris was the only Iris he had had ever met.

He excused himself from Lucy and Peter and followed the maid. When he saw Iris, standing there awkwardly playing her fingers, his smile widen.

She looked beautiful. Her skin was pale but not that she was sick, but she was naturally pale. She had a very well curved eyelashes that made her piercing blue eyes came out. Her cheeks looked soft pink naturally which made her face looked even more natural. She wore a simple white dress that had no sleeves, hanging below her knees.

"Iris." Edmund greeted her.

Iris wheeled around, "King Edmund. I'm sorry I'm late."

"Late for what?" he quirked his brow.

"For work of course." She smirked, couldn't believe the Just king forgot about his own order to her.

"Right!" he slapped his forehead, "I'm so sorry I forgot, I've got a lot on mind lately."

"Like what?" she teased, grinning widely just wanting to tease the Just king about their last embarrassing meeting. Not that she wanted to corner him or anything but when the Just King told her just be free around him, she wanted to try and this moment would be great.

She didn't know what was the relationship between her and Edmund though. She couldn't even say they were friends, she didn't want to declare it like that at least yet, since Edmund didn't say a word about them being friends.

"L-like, y-you know.." he trailed off, feeling he needed to explain something.

"It's okay my king. So, do you want me to start today or when?"

"Of course you can start today!" he said happily, "But you will not have so much work to do like the others since you are my private cook."

Hearing the word his private cook making her shiver. She was happy that he loved her cheesecake so much that he insisted of taking her as his private cook. It was such an honor for her.

"I've told my father about you offering me this job. He said it'll be fine and I'll see him more often if I do work here." Iris said. From her words, she seemed really happy about meeting his father more often after this.

Edmund smiled sincerely, "Yes. I talked to him about it and he was glad about your job. He said you were planning to open a bakery soon in the future, am I right?"

"Yes! I'm planning too. My whole family can cook, because of my mother. And I love to cook, I'm so passionate about it that's why I want to open my own bakery, since my mother had opened a small one." She said happily.

"I hope it will come true, I'll be here to support you."

"Thank you so much," she said, "So, what should I do now?"

"Oh yes, right!" he said, momentarily forgetting about her coming here for her job, "This way."

Edmund brought her to the kitchen and introduced her to the whole cook there. Mrs. Beaver who in daily spent so much time in the kitchen helping out others was glad for Iris. She had bought a few of her mother's cakes and she loved it. She knew Iris would have the same skill as her mother.

"I'll tell you what I want with notes that I'll give to some maid around and they'll bring it to you or I'll just come to you myself. I'm not going to eat too much since I don't want to be fat," he said and Iris chuckled in the middle, "Don't make that big portions in every plate you serve, okay?"

"Yes my king."

"And also, while I'm not around to tell you what to cook, you can help out in here. Your help might be useful."

"Of course, I'd love to." She smiled.

Edmund smirked at her and wheeled around to face Mrs. Beaver, "Mrs. Beaver, please keep an eye on her while I'm not around."

Iris who heard blushed so hard.

"Of course kid, I've got my eyes on her. Don't worry."

"Thank you so much Mrs. Beaver," he said and turned to Iris again, "Don't make a mess while I'm not here." He teased.

"Y-yes, I won't." she stuttered, still blushing.

"I'll see you soon then," Edmund who noticed of her redden cheeks just smirked, wanting to tease her more but it came out pretty flirtatious, "You look beautiful today." and then he went off.

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