Anna

I skipped out of my room the next morning, and ran to Peter. I kissed him deeply, and he smiled. I sighed, and sat at breakfast. We ate, everyone watching me and Peter. I laughed, and we held each other's hand throughout all of breakfast.

I finished eating, and maids immediately surrounded me. They wanted to plan the wedding right away. The dress, the flowers, the ceremony, everything. I wanted to find the dress first, so I had them make almost thirty dresses, all sorts of styles.

The chefs came by, wanting to know what to serve. I didn't even know the guest list yet, so I gently turned them down. I moved onto flowers, and colors. I wanted royal blue, and gold. Peter didn't disagree, he preferred red, but blue was just as good. He actually chose the white, I originally wanted silver, but gold was more suited to the blue. I planned the flowers, over the next three days, until I finally settled on a few flowers.

The ceremony would be held in the throne room, and it would be decorated in blue and gold banners, with a bronze colored walkway. Aslan would perform the ceremony, upon Peter's request. I wasn't picky on that.

Guest lists. Everyone in Narnia was invited, so next the menu. The menu itself took a week to figure out. With all of the vegetarian plates, meats, dairies, and the cake, my personal favorite. It was a four tier, with each tier being a different flavor, chocolate, vanilla, red velvet, and lemon. Lemon being the top, and smallest, level. The bottom level frosting was gold, the next, blue, then gold, and blue. The cake had golden trim down the right side of it, I was in love with the cake, and couldn't wait to eat it.

I sighed. It's only been ten days since Peter proposed, and I've been busy every day. The wedding was planned for next month. I took a deep breath, rubbing my temples. I slumped in my chair, finally putting the last menu item on the list. The chefs nodded, and went to get ingredients. I laid my head on my desk, trying to get a minute of sleep in.

Peter walked over, and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Hey." He said, sitting in the chair next to me.

"Hey." I replied, rubbing my eyes. "Just finished the menu." I stated. He nodded, and kissed my head.

"Sorry there's so much, they're just excited." He said. I nodded, and he moved his arm around my shoulders.

"I'm just tired. At least I have everything done until the dress." I replied. Peter took my hand, and kissed it.

"And I can't wait to see you in it." He answered in return. I smiled, and leaned my head on his shoulder.

Peter looked around, and apparently something caught his attention. "I have to go. I'll see you later." I nodded, and he walked away.

A maid approached me, a small smile on her face. "We have 15 of the dress done. If you want to try them on to give us a better idea?" I turned to her, and nodded. At least this might be fun.

I walked into my room, and saw 15 dresses, laying around. Ranging from ballroom, to bathing suit. I scrunched my nose. As if I'd wear a bathing suit. I turned to them. "Get rid of those three please." They nodded, and removed the dresses from the room. I tried on the other twelve. Most of them were ballgowns, making me feel trapped, and stuffy.

I removed nine more dresses. I stared at the three remaining dresses. They were all plain white, and fell straight, when I wore them. I could easily move in them. "More color." I said, walking out. I heard them sigh, but began moving around.

Five days later, they returned, bringing me to the dresses. I tried them all on, and was left with two. A grey dress, with long, flowing sleeves, and a white dress of the same make, with gold trim on the folds of the skirts, the sleeves, and top of the dress. I stared a long while, and tried them both on ten more times, before I decided on the white one. "Keep the grey though, I can't part with it." They nodded, and I smiled down at my wedding dress. It was perfect, the best out of all my choices. I found a white veil, and a simple pearl necklace to go with it. I found white heels that I could wear.

Here we were, two weeks away from the wedding, and I had absolutely nothing to do.