"Thank you for a great time at the ball tonight," Edmund said, as he escorted me back to my room.
"It was fun," I grinned back to him.
We finally arrived at my bedroom.
"Well, I guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow," Edmund said.
"You're leaving?" I asked, with a smile painted across my face. "It's not that late. Come on; we can discuss Narnia over turkish delight." I took his hand and opened my door.
As once before, we took a seat on my bed and pulled out the box of turkish delights. One by one, we ate until we reached the bottom of the box. There was finally one left, and I quickly snatched it up.
"Hey!" Edmund yelled.
"You ate twice as much as I did!" I stood up from the bed.
"I just didn't want you to get fat!" Edmund said, standing up too.
"I am not fat!" I yelled.
"I didn't say that. I just want a turkish delight!" He stepped towards me.
"No!" I stepped back as he reached again for the turkish delight, and our feet got caught together, intertwining.
"Eekk!" I squealed as we both toppled onto the ground, Edmund falling on top of me.
We both giggled and chuckled. I was still holding the turkish delight in my hand, far enough away so that he couldn't reach it.
"Wait." Edmund said. "Are you ticklish?"
"Um.. Noo..." I said, trying to hide my secret.
That only resulted in him putting his hands to my side and tickling me sides.
"Noo! Noooo!" I laughed my heart out as he kept tickling my sides. I tried getting out from underneath him, and eventually succeeded in pushing him off of me. I was so ticklish that I dropped the last piece of turkish delight onto the floor.
Edmund watched as it fell. "Oh.. well, now I don't want it." He said, laughing with me, as he laid back on his back.
"You wasted the last turkish delight," I said, leaning on my arm so that I could face him being turned on my side.
He sat up, leaning back on his arms with his legs still sprawled out in front of him. "It wasn't that important anyways," starting to calm down.
I started breathing again too, since I had been holding my breath from being tickled the past 10 minutes. But then, there was a silene between the two of us.
"I feel like you've changed alot in just these past few weeks." I said, looking at Edmund.
"Narnia does that to you." Edmund said optomistically.
I looked up at him and saw him looking down at me also. When I was about to say something, Edmund leaned it quickly and our lips met for what felt like the first time. It was better than Peter's kiss. Butterflies whirled through my stomach as I kissed him back. He decided to pull back, and I realized I was holding my breath this whole time. His face hovering over mine, this kiss was just as innocent as I thought it would be. We just stared into each other's eyes. His eyes were so dark brown they almost had an auburn tint to them; I reached up to push some of his black hair out of his eyes.
That move though helped me to decide that it was too soon for this moment to be over. I lifted my head up to kiss his soft lips again; this woud actually be the first time I kissed a guy first.
"Lysette," he said, lifting his face out of the kiss. "I need to protect you." His face still hovering over mine.
I nodded my head. "I understand." I didn't quite fully understand why he said it though.. but I'd rather leave that for a later time. Again, we elapsed to just staring into each other's eyes, this time with a small smile.
Just then, the door flew open to reveal Caspian and Peter clutching onto their swords. "What are you doing!" Caspian yelled.
"Um.." - this was the only thing Edmund could reply to the question.
"Lysette?" Caspian questioned me, pulling me off the ground by my wrist, pretty much knocking Edmund over if he didn't immediately stand also. "What are you doing!"
I glanced at Peter who has his sword drawn and mouth gaped open. I knew what he was thinking: His little brother was kissing a girl he made out with less than a month ago. Therefore, techincally, he made out with his brother. What in the name of Jadis! He probably was freaking out! Yes, that was the conclusion he came to by what the look in his eyes said. I did feel sorry for him at that point.
I felt as if I were about to cry if Edmund hadn't stood forward. "Look, nothing was going on!"
"You were just on the floor with Lysette!" Caspian said, guarding me.
"Caspian!" I knocked his hand off of me. "What is wrong with you! You were with Susan earlier! Why are you being so protective of me! I'm not yours!" I yelled at him.
Along with Peter, Caspian's mouth gaped open at the voice I was using towards him.
"You were with Susan all night!" I shouted at him again.
"She was almost drunk! I wanted to be with you, but you refused."
"Does it even occur to you that I'm over you? Seriously, get over it." I pushed past him towards Edmund.
"For the record," Peter started, "I just came here because I thought someone broke into your room."
"I invited Edmund in for Turkish delight and we started fighting for the last piece. Nothing more. No need to worry." I resassured.
Peter turned to leave the room, giving Edmund a brotherly pat on the back. I could tell Peter was exhausted, because he left the room as if he could not honestly care less.
Caspian just stood there, scoffing. "You know what, Lysette, I don't even want to hear it." He stormed out of the room.
"Caspian, wait!" Edmund and I yelled after him. It didn't do any good though.
"Why does he have such an attitude towards me?" I asked Edmund.
"You guys.. had a little thing." Edmund answered, walking towards me.
"But that was months ago, wasn't it?"
He shrugged in reply. "He can be protective."
So that's where this night left me- I felt pretty amazing besides the fact I made Caspian upset. I didn't see it as my fault though since I hadn't done a thing besides what I thought was right.
Oh well, this was just another day in Narnia. Around 11 o' clock, I finally crawled into my fancy canopy bed, and like any normal person does, I reviewed the events of the night. What did keep running through my mind was why Edmund said he needed to protect me. Because of the ring Aslan gave me through Edmund, I knew I was of some importance to Narnia. I just didn't know how yet.. Then my mind got me thinking on about Caspian, so I just decided to sleep on it and let that problem work itself out tomorrow. I did fall asleep with a smile on my face- I finally shared a real kiss with someone I had interest in, not stuck up Peter or overprotective Caspian. I couldn't jump to conclusions too soon though, I reminded myself. I had just started new again. I had no idea that my "new beginning" would include kissing Edmund, but that I didn't mind very much. I also just wondered if I would ever kiss him again.. my conscience told me that I definitely would.