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Chapter 21

Carter's POV

Normally, pretty girls are aware of their beauty and will make sure that everyone around them feels ugly. But then there're those scarce few who are gorgeous and refuse to recognize it when others compliment them, making them beautiful inside and out. And Lucy is one of latter girls.

She doesn't notice the dozens of young men gawking at her as she walks along with her family and I. Don't get me wrong, I'm absolutely glad that she's oblivious for I want to snap every one of their necks because the way they stare at her is as if she were a prize to be won. But Lucy isn't a trophy and it's now my job (whether she likes it or not), to make sure she never becomes one.

The music begins, and all the guests start swirling again with their partners, around the candle-it ballroom.

"Care to dance, milady?" I ask her with a bow, extending one of my hand. She places her hand in mine with a little curtsey.

"Of course, my dear friend."

I start twirling her around, and with a laugh, we out-dance all the other couples in the room, if I do say so myself.

"My feet hurt, Carter." Lucy whines as we walk over to some comfy chairs at the corner of the room.

"Have a seat, my Queen, and I will bring over drinks and cakes."

"Why thank you, my knight in shining armor." She lets out a giggle as I kiss her hand and bow before leaving her.

As I move towards the table serving condiments and delicacies, I look for the rest of my party. Susan is dancing with a young soldier, whom I believe is Trevor, while Caspian glares at them on the opposite side. Peter is standing next to the fireplace, chatting with one of the Lords' daughters and the girl is smiling at some pathetic joke that he has made. Jane is attempting to teach Eustace one of the Narnian dances, but by the looks of it, he isn't as good at picking up a dance as he does a sword. And finally, Lillian and Eustace are sitting in a darken corner, having an intimate discussion.

I grab the stuff for Lucy and myself before returning to her, only to find her in another's company. The fellow has ginger hair and a freckles-covered bony face. He is one of the kids, who used to bully me before I became friends with Caspian. He's part of the army now, and most definitely detests being under my command. He's Erickson and I hate him.

"Would you like to dance?" I hear him ask her.

"I would love to." She replies, flirting with him.

"Your boyfriend will not mind?"

Well of course I MIND! I have to look out for her when it comes to jerks like Erickson!

But "Oh on, we aren't like that, we're just good friends." is her heartbreaking answer.

Peter's POV

I grab Susan's wrist and pull her away from the guy she's flirting with and out of the ballroom.

"What the hell, Susan?" I yell at her.

"Let go of me!" she says, pulling her arm out of my grasp. "What the hell was that, Peter?"

"I could ask you the same." I shout back.

"I don't know what you're implying." She crosses her arms in front of her.

"Stop exhibiting yourself like a slut!" I warn her. And I am not over exaggerating at all; I have seen her flirt with every man in the room. It is annoying to watch. Plus I can't stand seeing Caspian like this anymore.

She gasps at my choice of words. "How dare you! I'm not a slut and you shan't call me that. If anyone in that ballroom is, it's girl you've been talking to the whole night." She retorts in a low venomous tone she rarely uses.

"I don't need your reminder to identify that, but she's born one; you are making yourself into one so stop the act this instant. Whatever is the point you're trying to make, you've succeeded. Caspian looks like he is about to jump off a cliff."

"Good, he should!" she yells.

"Su, you need to stop. He loves you; you need to forgive him before he moves on. And he will." I tell her, quietly.

Tears start to form at the rims of her eyes and she breaks down into sobs. She turns and walks away from me. I am about to go after her when she turns around, eyes, bloodshot and tears, falling down.

"That was my little sister!" She screams out and collapses to the floor, crying uncontrollably. I run to her and hold her in a hug, rocking her slightly to comfort her.

"Su, she is my little sister, too and Edmund's as well. But she is strong, happy and well. Besides, if Aslan had wanted her dead, she would not be around anymore. Yet, she is alive, which means what happened was meant to be. And you and Caspian are meant to be. So please, whether you have forgiven him or not, stop what you are doing to him before he does anything stupid." I whisper in her ear.

"I want to forgive him." She sobs. "I love him so much, Peter, that it hurts."

I watch as a figure emerges from behind a pillar and into the corridor.

"I love you too, Su."