Chapter 6
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I felt cold. I could not believe what I had just done. I had kissed Edmund's older brother. I stood there, my chest tightening. I was only then I remembered how to breathe. I was so shocked at what I had done, I loved Edmund!
Are you sure? The voice in my head contradicted me.
Of course I am!
What about those feelings you have when he sees you and Edmund kissing?
He's his brother; it's bound to feel weird!
I don't think its embarrassment your feeling.
I shook my head, trying to clear my head of those confusing thoughts and the tears that were welling up. Peter saw this and rushed to my side, wrapping his arms around me. I shrank away from his touch, not trusting him or myself any more to be near him.
"Please Naomi! I had to! You know how I feel about you!" He pleaded, holding my face so I was looking up at him. I jerked my head away and stepped back.
"What are you on about? I had no idea!" Yes you did, the voice said smugly, "And you have no right to come into my bedroom and kiss me! I love Edmund, you know, your brother?" My voice was breaking, I was so distressed.
"I know, I feel terrible, but I couldn't stand there and watch you be taken by him without a fight!" He took a step towards me again, backing me up against a wall. I ducked under his arm and went to the piano, standing in between it and the window.
"Well, you should! I love him and he loves me!" He walked over to me again, his shocking blue eyes pleading with every inch in his body.
"I know, but it still doesn't change the way I feel about you! And you can't tell me you didn't enjoy that kiss," he smiled smugly standing right in front of me, crossing his arms.
Slap!
I stepped back as I heard the resounding crack and a bright red mark across his cheek.
"You have no right to judge how I feel about any one," my voice was shaking with the anger and emotion laced through it, "And the only reason I kissed you was because I thought you were Edmund! And believe me, I should have known you weren't him, you kiss like a fish!" I regretted the last part, it was really mean. I could tell it hurt him; he stepped back like he had been slapped again, his face ridden with pain.
"Oh," he whispered gently, "If that's how you see it," he turned and started to walk out of the room.
"Peter," I said, following him. He stopped as he opened the door.
"It's OK, I understand how you feel. I won't bother you any more," and with that he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. I could hear swift footsteps moving further away. I felt tears spring up again; I walked back to the window seat, disgusted with myself as the tears slowly ran down my face.
So much for you don't like him. The voice teased.
I don't! Did you not hear any of that?
Yes, I heard you beg him to come back, and you are now crying over him.
I did not beg! I really hurt and upset him.
That still doesn't explain why you are crying.
I jumped as I heard a nock on the door. I franticly wiped the tears away.
"One second!" I yelled, jumping up and running to the mirror. Thankfully my eyes weren't that bad, only a tiny trace of redness. I wiped them again, breathing deeply. Soon enough they were better; you couldn't even tell I had been crying at all!
But you have, you were crying over the fact you hurt his brother.
I jumped again as I heard some one come in. I smoothed my skirt and turned towards Edmund, and all fears about Peter washed away. How could I ever doubt him? He stood there, leaning casually against the door frame, my favourite smile playing across his face. I walked towards him, smiling what must have looked like a watery smile. He was concerned as he ran towards me.
"Naomi? What's wrong?" He held my face up to look at him.
The same way Peter did with you.
"Nothing, just hold me," I whispered, and almost immediately I was in his arms, holding me tightly but gently at the same time. We stood there for a couple of minutes, both of us holding each other. But in the end one of us had to come back to reality, and in the end it was him.
"C'mon, we're late already as it is," He turned me so that he was still holding me, but we could walk. With his arm wrapped around my waist and mine around his we walked into the huge dining room. It was relatively empty, only Lucy, Susan, a few guards and,
"Where's Peter?" I asked, smiling at Edmund as he pulled the chair out for me.
"He's gone to sort something out near the old Telmar River," A new voice said, making me jump slightly. Walking towards us was a tall teenager; he looked about Peter's age, but was different in some ways. He had dark wavy hair, coming to about his jaw line. He was very tanned and had dark eyes. He (like nearly all of the boys here) was quite tall. He walked in and came up to the empty chair next to Susan. She stood up and kissed him quickly but passionately on the lips. I raised my eyebrows at this to Lucy, who just shook her head.
"Caspian, I have someone who I would like you to meet, this is Naomi. Naomi, this is Susan's fiancé King Caspian," she smiled at him warmly and he smiled back at her, and then turned to look at me. He frowned slightly and looked at Edmund.
"Is she…"
"Yes," Edmund said quickly, making me frown slightly.
"Interesting. Pleased to meet you," He walked over to me and I curtsied like I had seen in the movies. He took my hand and bowed over it slightly. I giggled slightly and he smiled up at me before walking back to his place next to Susan. Then a thought occurred to me.
"Edmund, I thought you and Peter were Kings?" I said turning to him. He smiled and set his knife and fork down, finished the mouth full of food he was chewing and took a deep breath. Then he started to laugh.
"Why are you laughing?" I said, starting to laugh myself, it was so contagious.
"No, it's just the last time I had to explain this was to Miraz before the battle," he sighed and shook his head, smiling to himself.
"Is that the one where the Narnians fought the Telmarines and won?" I asked, remembering reading a whole two massive chapters on it in the book.
"Wow, you really did your home work, didn't you?" He teased.
"Peter and I are High Kings, Edmund is just King," Caspian explained. I turned to Edmund.
"But isn't that a bit unfair? You are the only one who isn't a High King?"
"No, I am the youngest, and anyway, when you're a High King, you have loads more responsibilities, when your just a King, you have stuff to do, but not as much," he told me, smiling as he said so.
"Oh," I then kicked myself as I realised that there was a disappointed tone in my voice. Edmund noticed this and his eyes narrowed teasingly.
"You're annoyed, aren't you?" He asked incredulously, his eyes widening in mock shock and offense.
"No!" I said quickly. I was so worried they would tag me as the obnoxious brat, but they all just laughed and went back to eating. We ate what Susan described as Narnian delicacies. They were all quite nice, but there was one that I was unsure about.
"Edmund, what's this?" I prodded the brown lump that was on my plate with my fork. I had been watching the others eat it and from what I saw, it was slightly crusty on the outside with a soft filling. I looked back up at Edmund to find him laughing silently and smiling knowingly at Caspian.
"Oh, that," he attempted to stifle another laugh and straitened his face, "Is a very rare Narnian dish, it can only be found at certain times of the year, and even then they are tricky to find," Caspian snorted and tried to convert it to a cough, but I was not convinced.
"Oh, just eat it!" Edmund said, stuffing the fork in my hand. I sliced through it with the side of my fork, to find that the inside was almost like chocolate mousse. I scooped up some of the soft inside and tasted it. It was a very delicate taste, not chocolaty, but almost floral. It was delicious, soft and silky.
"Mmm, what is that?" I asked, digging in to more of it. Suddenly with out warning, Edmund and Caspian burst out laughing. I dropped my fork in surprise as the sound rang out in the hall. Lucy stood up and smacked them both on the top of their heads.
"Oh shut up! You both are horrible! And Naomi, what your eating," she paused as Edmund and Caspian burst out in another round of laughing,
"Is Dryad dropping."
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