to my beautiful and ever loyal readers and also some new ones i have somehow managed to attract despite me lack of updates, i am back! school of course has been such a drag and quite time consuming, i also have to work so it is harder for me to find time to write and update. but hopefully this is what you've been waiting for and as for the snow white reference, it came out in 1938 so Pete and Alexea would know of it! but i hope you enjoy this chapter and that it brings some happy tears! i love you all so much, i apologise again for taking so long to update, but happy reading my little ones! xxxxxx

It was two days after I became a runaway bride. I found myself waking up to the waves of the ocean crashing into one another and the sun streaming in through the big bay windows. I was home. I tossed and turned in excitement. Nothing has felt better than being in my own bed once again. I got out of bed and wrapped my old dressing gown around me. It was slightly chilly as the spring air floated through. My hair floated around my shoulders keeping my neck warm.

I roamed through my old room, touching the bare walls that once used to have beautiful paintings. Thanks to Isobella, my room was halfway converted into her dressing room and her future children's nursery. I shuddered at the thought. Soon enough, this room would be converted to its former glory. I tip toed down the halls, sure to make little noise as I passed the main door were Amira guarded. I knew she'd scold me for doing what I was not meant to.

Once passed the door, I ran as fast as I could into the library and through the door that joined my room to Peters. Tip toeing into his room, I found me putting on his dressing gown and facing his own window that looked out over all of Narnia. I envied his view.

"Where might you be going?" I asked him as I leaned against his door. He turned around with the same cheeky grin, I'd always known.

"I was going to see you, but looks like you've come to see me," he said taking off his robe and motioning me to come and get a hug. I took off in a sprint and threw my arms around his neck. I'd missed this so much.

"I love this," I whispered to him quietly. In fact it was so quiet I wasn't even sure he'd heard.

"What do you say about breakfast in bed?" he asked pushing my hair away from my face.

"Sounds good; only if we can get milkshakes!" I said poking him.

"Whatever you want," he said, "I'll go and tell the cook."

"I guess I'll wait here then," I told him as I dropped onto his bed. He started to walk off and then turned around smiling.

"What?" I asked him nervously.

"Nothing, it's just that I love this too." And with those finals words, he turned around and made his was down the hall, feet padding softly against the hard wood.

"Well, I don't think I'll be able to eat for a week now," Peter said as he rubbed his round belly.

"Goodness, you sound like Susan when we had that celebratory feast after the Battle of Beruna," I joked as I put my book down.

"That is such an insult!" he said, a shocked looked plastered across his face.

"You still love me," I teased.

"It's true, I do," he said rolling towards me.

"When did you first know it?" I asked him as I nestled into his arms.

"Well, I guess it was the night of my birthday. We were just laying here, in silence. I thought about how comfortable we were, how right it felt to hold you in my arms and then you looked up at me and smiled, and that's when I knew it. That's when I knew I loved you," he said placing a kiss to my forehead. "What about you?"

"This is going to sound incredibly cheesey, but it was the exact same moment. Your eyes turned into the most amazing shade of blue. One that I'd never seen before, and I knew in that moment you'd fallen in love with me and I'd fallen even harder for you."

"We are quite the romantics," he chuckled. I shook with the vibrations I felt from his chest.

"How can I disagree?".

"Firstly, I would like to start by welcoming back Princess Alexea!" Lord Peridan sang cheerfully. The whole room erupted in a cheer.

"It's good to be back," I said. And with my words the council meeting began.

"We shall get right down too it then," said Lord Peridan holding up an envelope.

"What is it?" asked Lucy.

"It's a letter dear one. It's from Caspian Jacob, for Princess Alexea." He passed the letter down the line until it landed in my hands. I opened it saddened by the memories I'd made with Jake, but also by what the letter said.

Dearest Alexea,

I wanted to say thank you, first and foremost for allowing me to be happy. Eva and I are in the midst of planning our own wedding, on a much smaller scale. But I've never been happier. I hope you and Peter have found the happiness you deserve and will accept the invite to our wedding. Don't worry about the commotion it may cause, it's a private ceremony that is only for my friends as my family disapproves.

On a darker note, plans have been made. They plan to attack when you Narnians least expect it. I cannot tell you when we are arriving as I have not been allowed to know details due to the fact you and I have developed an understanding and somewhat caring friendship. So for know this is all I can offer you, but make sure your troops are ready. The Telmarines will not show mercy and will strike weather your people or ready or not. The leaders are showing little mercy for the actions both you and I have taken.

Until we meet again, your friend,

Jake.

I looked up; my heart began to beat faster and faster. Peter's hands started tracing circles on my back in an attempt to comfort me. So far it wasn't working.

"Lex," he said moving closer, "It's alright, just tell us what he said."

"No, no, no, it shouldn't be like this," I whispered. I was sure at least the Telmarines would wait until they could gather allies and a full army to fight us. I thought I'd have more time with Peter and Ed, and Susan and little Lu. I thought Peter and I would have time to at least get engaged or fix whatever might've been damaged through this ordeal. But I have less than a week.

"Lex, just breathe. Tell me what shouldn't be like this," he sad still rubbing circles on my back.

"Everything Pete. We were meant to have more time," I'd started to sob.

"How much time until they come, Princess?" Lord Peridan asked soothingly.

I stood up, still trembling within, "I'm afraid we have less than a week. Jake said he does not know when they'll be coming as he has been excluded from all plans. I guess they knew he'd write and tell me. But he did tell me to make sure our troops were ready, for the Telmarines would strike when we least expected it and that they'd show no mercy."

Peter stood beside me, grabbing my hand. "We better break the news to our people then. We don't have any time to lose."

With that, the room was filled with decisions to make and numerous plans. Letters were written to our allies in Archenland and heralds were rushed to the furthest corners of Narnia to gather our troops. The battle preparation was well under way.

I sat in my library, burying my nose in a book, hoping that by some miracle I could be swept up into it like I was swept into Narnia. I was suddenly taken out of that fantasy trance by knocking at my door.

"Come in," I said putting down my book.

"Hey Lex," Peter said as he walked in rubbing his eyes. I'd hardly seen him all day after the preparations started.

"Nearly finished?" I asked him as I laid my head on his shoulder.

"Nowhere near it, but we've made a start. The first lot of troops are marching in tonight and I wanted to see you before I had to go off and greet them."

I smiled at him and placed a kiss on his cheek. "You don't need to do that, you should go a take a nap before they come in. It's only six and they'll arrive late at night. Don't worry, I'll wake you up," I told him.

"I just need some fresh air, that's all. Want to accompany me on a walk around the grounds?" he asked standing up and offering me his hand.

"How can I refuse?" I told him and took his hand. We slowly made our way down the steps and out into the gardens. The fresh air was cold and had such a bite to it, I had to pull my shawl tighter and tighter every second.

We walked in silence until we got to the pavilion Peter had given me my courtship necklace. He pulled me up the steps and swept me into a slow waltz.

"Someday my Prince will come. Someday we'll meet again," I began to sing softly.

"And away to his castle we'll go. To be happy forever I know," Peter finished for me.

I laughed, "How do you know the words to Snow White?".

"Lucy made me watch it," he said unashamed.

"It's rather odd how we remember choice things from back home," I told him.

"Yes it is."

We were then left in silence for a while, until Peter's eyes wouldn't meet mine, his hands became sweaty and he looked completely terrified.

"Pete, what's wrong?" I asked him trying to get him to look at me.

"When we returned home, I was planning something so extravagant for you," he said as he pulled away from me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"I just thought I'd have more time with you before this happened. But why should we wait?" he asked rhetorically and before I could say anything he started speaking again as he took my hands in his.

"I shouldn't be asking you this, in such a half baked way, but given the circumstances, who knows if I'll ever see you again after we fight?".

"Don't talk that way Pete, you're going to come back. We're going to come back."

"I know, I know, but just in case," he paused and fidgeted around in his tunic pocket. He pulled out a blue velvet box. My whole body froze instantly.

"Lex, there is so much I can say. But I'll start by saying I love you, every inch, every movement, every particle of your being. I love the way the sun shines through your hair when you're concentrating, the way you laugh when you're excited, they way look at the world with such imagination and see the beauty in everything even when others can't. I love the way you make everything feel okay even when it's not, I love the way your smile can light up my day. I've realised I want to be the one that gets these special things every day of my life. I want to be the one that holds you close when it's cold and I want to be the one that gets to wake up next to you every morning and fall asleep feeling your warmth," he paused once more trying to read my reaction.

I was trembling for the second time that day; only I was trembling with joy. Little tears managed to escape my eyes and my smile was bigger than it had ever been.

Peter then knelt down on the marble flooring of the pavilion, and as he did that, three familiar faces came forward holding roses and candles. Susan was weeping, Edmund was beaming proudly and Lucy was busily trying not to burn her hair on her candle.

I looked back to see Pete staring up at me with those big blue eyes.

"Lex, will you marry me?"

I knew it was coming, yet I froze, taking in the moment. He opened the box and revealed an oval shaped yellow diamond surrounded by little white diamonds with a white gold band. Then without replying I began to laugh and knelt down to meet Peter, who was puzzled with my laughter.

"I'd marry you a thousand times over Pete. Yes. Yes. Yes," I said. He smiled and slid the ring onto my finger.

"It's so beautiful," I told him through my tears.

"I thought it'd be nice if the ring matched the jewels on our crowns," he said proudly.

I laughed, "Such a genius,". Then ever so slowly he pulled me into him and kissed me. Our lips matched up to one another's perfectly. I lost all control of my body and melted into him.

"Um, excuse me, we are still here," said Edmund clearing his throat.

We pulled apart and silently apologised. The three of them ran up to us and embraced us. We were together again. A family, for now and for forever. There was nothing any Telmarine could do about it.