Visibly Invisible

Chapter 13-Young and in love

A/N: Filler chapter. A question to anyone who reviews this chapter. Do you want to see more of Greger or should he just give Dylexia up? Review and tell me! I sure want to see more of Greger, it's strengthening for Edlexia relationship.

Dylexia's POV:

I had this most horrible nightmare where Greger,*cough* succeeded in doing what he wanted to and Edmund and mom just stood there staring. Then I hugged Edmund, who told me he was there, and I just fell asleep where I was, hugging him or strangling him more likely. When I woke up the next morning, I was in my own room, the sunshine filtering through my heavy curtains. Groaning I sat up, feeling my hair hanging pathetically around my shoulders, my entire existence feeling dirty and worn out. Okay, I needed a bath. Now!

As if on cue, the door to my room flew open and in walked Adeb and Certeza grinning almost stupidly. I decided to use the opportunity.

"Guys, I need a bath," I spoke up, and even my own breath disgusted me. Certeza smirked.

"Yeah, you sure do need one," she said, wrinkling her nose. I didn't even have the strength to frown at her.

Two hours later, I was clean, fresh and dressed in a baby pink dress with yellow embroidery on the neck and waist. My hair was down, surprisingly and I was wearing actual heels. Edmund liked heels. God, I was going crazy and people who say love is tough and it hurts, yeah it does, because my feet were aching like crazy!

As soon as I got out of room, my feet automatically moved towards the "royalty" corridor to Edmund's room. He comforted me last time; he needed a little 'gift.' A grin spread across my face as I stopped in front of his room, just reading his name. The just, was he? I was gonna give him a little "justice" of my own. I knocked lightly. No answer. I knocked again, and this time lost my patience a little as he didn't answer. That left only one option; I kicked open the door to his room, and immediately stopped at the sight of him. He was sleeping pretty much, shirtless (I blushed, AGAIN) with his mouth open, his breathing steady. I slowly closed the door behind me with another grin, and walked over to the side of his king-sized bed taking small steps, because of those damn heels! Uh, curse 'em!

Bending down to his level, I pushed his hair out of his eyes, blushing a little. He groaned a little but didn't wake up. I traced my fingers down his bare chest absentmindedly. My eyes travelled from his face down to his chest until…

"D'you mind Dylex?" I suddenly withdrew my hand in shock only to find that idiot grinning up at me, his eyes half open. He was so…gonna hear it! Later.

"Just get dressed," I muttered as he let out a hearty laugh.

Breakfast was quiet. Everyone was a bit surprised at Edmund's extra attention to me but otherwise everything went well. Nothing bad happened, and no one suspected a thing about…us. I still shudder at that word.

"You wanna go spar today?" Edmund lightly whispered to me as I walked out of breakfast, me trying to free my hand he wasn't letting go of.

"Yeah, that'd be nice, I guess," I answered, finally freeing myself of his vice like grip. He pouted but just ran in the opposite direction to race me…maybe, to the arena. I grinned and ran down the corridor, only to hit something and fell back. Ow, that hurt my butt!

Looking up I got another jolt. It was a real life size blinking Barbie doll! Or maybe it was just someone who liked to look like one. Anyhow, she had a very un- Barbie-ish scowl. Elaborately curled hair, a too heavy for a girl my age dress and that air of royalty; she was that duchess who had tried to charm Edmund the night of my welcome party.

"Lady Dylexia is it now?" she said in an almost mocking tone. I stood up, my glare not subsiding. She just smirked.

"You looked like crap in that party of yours," my anger level rose a little. They actually used those words in Narnia? I tried to keep myself cool before I beat the heck out of her. My blank silence seemed to irritate her.

"What is going on between you and Edmund? Are you together? Are you friends?" her questions came fast and quick and took me a little by surprise as I dusted myself off. Still pondering what to say to her, all that came out was…

'Uh…,'

'Don't try to act dumb! Tell me!' she half-shrieked, angering me even more. Acting dumb? Dylexia Carter…dumb, oh no, she did not wish for her death right now.

'No…nothing is g…going on between Ed…Edmund and me,' I stammered trying to keep my fists under control. The nameless duchess just shrugged and walked off. Gee, talk about mood swings!

The arena was pretty much deserted. I pushed my hair out of my eyes, looking around for Edmund as my dress flowed rather…cutely around me. See what I just did there? No, I didn't do anything, I just said 'cutely'.

Suddenly, catching me by surprise, hands closed around my waist and before I knew it, I was suddenly being twirled around, the wind slapping my face, making me squeak. When Edmund finally put me down, both of us lost our balance and fell side by side, laughing.

'I thought we were here to spar,' I said breathlessly, sitting up. Edmund just shrugged, and let out another laugh.

'No, I just…just wanted an empty arena,'

'Why?' I asked curiously and squeaked again as he roughly pulled me to him, his lips on mine. The kiss was different than the other two; it was sensual. He was point to be noted, one hell of a kisser. I suddenly felt myself pushed against a wall, my legs pulled to my chest as he put his hands on either side of my face. It was going excellently until he shoved his tongue inside my mouth without even asking me. My eyes flew open in shock as I started getting flashbacks of Greger and I pushed against him, tears threatening to spill. He pulled away immediately looking at me questioningly as I panted a little, blinking away tears.

'Air…,' I lied as he still looked at me with a frown. That convinced him, which was great.

Lucy screamed, Susan grinned and Peter just nodded as I entered the hall for dinner. I noticed Edmund sitting in their midst with a sheepish grin on his face. I blankly stared as Lucy hugged me with a squeal. I threw Edmund a blank stare before I realized.

He.

Told.

Them.

'You really are part of the family now!' Lucy giggled as Susan gave a bone breaking hug. I just shot Edmund a 'you're-dead-after-you-step-out-of-this-hall-Pevensie' look.

'Oh don't glare at him,' Peter said, a smile tugging at the sides of his lips. 'They tickled it out of him,'

'And then I slammed the ball right in Teria's face!' I said enthusiastically and Edmund laughed with me, hugging me to his chest. We were in his room and I was telling him how macho I was.

'You know Dy, Susan was thinking of throwing a party,' he said thoughtfully and the happy bubble in my chest burst.

'For what?' I asked with dread, as Edmund pressed a kiss to my forehead. He just shrugged and hugged me again, cradling me like I was something really, really precious; and I was glad to be his.

So? Good? Bad? Crabby? Please review and tell me! And please tell me if this duchess should have more role or not! R&R!