Strange

Lucy awoke feeling as she had for several days now, feeling sick, hungry and heavy and slow. She slowly rose from the bed and walked out of the royal apartment after changing into her day dress from her nightgown. But this day was different from the others; she could see Edmund walk from one of the many meeting rooms in the castle and then watched him grow worried as she clutched her stomach and ran to the nearest bathroom.

Edmund followed every one of Lucy steps trailing to the bathroom, finding Lucy bending over the sink, violently vomiting. He grabbed Lucy's hair and patted her back. When Lucy was done being sick she sat down on the cold smooth stone floor between Edmund's legs as he softly stroked her stomach, sending shivers through her spine as the heat from Edmund's hand was still felt through the fabric of her dress.

"Lucy, why are you sick, what's going on?" Edmund asked and looked at Lucy's still green face and glassy blue eyes. Lucy moved so that she was sitting cross-legged in front of Edmund.

"I-I don't know. It may have been something I ate or some kind of bug, I should be fine." Lucy paused for a second to think and then rubbed her stomach softly. "Gosh, I need to eat something, I feel so hungry."

Edmund helped Lucy stand up and walked her down the grand hall to where they would eat. Lucy was immediately surrounded by as much food as double her body weight, and she ate every bit of it while Edmund sat beside her shocked. Isabella walked into the dining hall and noticed many plates and bowls scattered all over the table and some in piles stacked up higher than others.

"Lucy, may I speak with you in your apartment. It is important." Lucy nodded and stood up slowly, giving Edmund a small smile.

Isabella walked up to Lucy and Edmund's room, pulling Lucy by the wrist as she went along. Isabella shut the door behind them as Lucy slowly lay down on the bed, feeling dizzy from the speed, which wasn't really all that fast, of when Isabella dragged her along.

"Lucy, what is going on with you the last few days?" Isabella looked concerned at Lucy. Lucy just sighed.

"I think I am just coming down with a sickness or something."

"No, Lucy, you are not. You said yesterday you weren't feeling well, and yet you are eating more than Edmund, and he eats a lot. Now I hear you have been vomiting when waking up. Lucy are you… you know?"

"What? No, I am not pregnant, I cannot be. I have just become Queen of Narnia nearly four weeks ago, I cannot be with child."

"Well, are you late with your courses?" Isabella asked as Lucy looked at her left hand and stared at the two rings gracing her finger and then realised. She slowly sat up.

"I hate to say it, but I think you are right. What if I am carrying?" Lucy asked when Isabella climbed onto the bed and sat beside her.

"It is a good thing for you to be with child; if you have a boy then we have a prince to take Edmund's place and if you have a girl then you can make peace with neighbouring countries if anything happens."

"But what would Edmund think? He seemed unsure when I was sick earlier on, what if I tell him? He seemed protective the morning after the wedding and showered me with even more gifts since it was my birthday, but also because it was the day after we were wedded." Lucy said, smiling at the memory from just a few weeks ago.

"What has happened to Edmund, anyway? He seems more distracted than ever, and he has always been distracted as he grew up."

"I think he is concerned about something, though I cannot think of what he has to be concerned about when nothing bad has happened recently." Lucy shrugged, grabbed her stomach and doubled over the side of the bed. She vomit violently again.

"Okay, I really think that you are carrying." Isabella said as she held Lucy's hair away from her face.

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Lucy was changed into a clean dress with help from Isabella after the horrible mess she had made few minutes before. Lucy's dress was immediately washed, cleaned her teeth after being changed and was made to rest in bed as the doctors were not sure as to what was happening and Isabella had not told anyone of what she and Lucy had hypothesised.

Lucy had her meals brought into her room and it wasn't until after lunchtime that Edmund was allowed to see Lucy after arguing with the castle staff.

"Lucy, are you okay, honey?" Edmund asked as her slowly opened the door, alerting Lucy to his presence by the squeaking of the hinges.

"Yeah, I am fine, Edmund. Just a little sick again is all." Lucy smiled as she sat up in bed while Edmund climbed in beside her.

"Um, I am really not sure how to say this but, um, I think I may be… pregnant." Lucy leaned in closer when Edmund only looked shocked; she expected some kind reaction other than shock. Though Edmund said nothing, Lucy thought that maybe Edmund was too shocked to say anything, but Edmund didn't know what to do. All he ended up doing was getting out of the bed, standing up and leaving, and Lucy did nothing to stop him.

Edmund walked out from the castle to the stable, tackled up his horse and rode off to Aslan's How. This was the one place where he was when not with Lucy. Edmund tied his horse's reigns to a small, narrow, slightly cracked pillar and walked down one of the cave entrances that led to the centre of the massive maze. He grabbed one of the torches on the wall and used it to light the room, watching the fire spread around the wall.

Slowly, Edmund pulled out a broken dagger made of ice and placed it in a crack in a rock in front of two pillars side by side. Ice formed between the two pillars and there, before Edmund, stood Jadis, the White Witch, his mother in the ice.

A/N: I don't really like this chapter much. This story is, unfortunately, coming to an end. I've been working on a few stories I had previously on here but had taken them down; they will be up soon when I have finished more stories. I need baby names, both girls and boys name. So anyone who reads this, please give me some ideas, then in the next chapter I will have people vote on the most popular and what I think would be best. He he, no one but me will know what the name is.