-1Chapter 3: 17 - that means marriage
Edmund saw Peter, looking at Karen, near the river. It was the next day, and Susan was braiding 2 small parts of the front hair, and put it together. "There! You now look like a Princess."
Edmund was getting scared. "Uh, Peter? Are you feeling okay?" Peter jumped, and said, "Yes! And - and what are you doing here?"
"Nothing! I just saw you. Why are you staring at Karen?" "Nothing."
Karen stepped into the Palace. She was wearing a same thing as yesterday, but with beautiful white shoes. "Hello, Peter. Good morning Edmund." Ed left the room, giggled. Karen over heard him in the distance. "Nothing! Yeah, right! HAHA!"
As the voice faded, Peter asked, "What are you doing here?" "I thought the king might need some company, but I didn't mean to interrupt anything between your brother." "No, it's ok!"
Karen smiled. "So, you're finally 17?" Peter nodded. "Well, Susan read something - I don't know why - and it says, "Every king must marry at 17, before his year is over.""
Peter widened his eyes. "WHAT! ASLAN!"
Aslan appeared on the step. "Yes?" "Aslan, is it true, once you're 17, when king, you must marry before you turn 18?"
Aslan nodded. Peter felt nocuous. "I can't believe this is happening!"
Karen rose an eyebrow. "What's wrong with being married?" "Nothing, just I have to do it within a year!"
"Peter, don't get mad! Please, you could have thrown off your throne if you didn't know!"
"Princess Karen-" "You can call me Kara, Aslan." "I mean, Kara, is right. You could have been thrown off. But now, since you know, you must marry." Aslan left the room. Karen looked at Peter. She bent down to him. "It's not against the Law that you can marry your sister."
"What!" Peter jumped. Karen wasn't there anymore.