Author's Note: I decided - as you might I have guessed from the last chapter - to make Peter and Aceline make up much sooner than the last time when they had a fight. By the way, you might have noticed the strange title for this chapter. But I think it's appropriate.

Quote from Chapter: "You have a sister?"

Chapter Twenty-One: Molasses Brought Them Together

Peter stared at her for a couple of seconds before nodding. He was looking into her eyes as if almost hypnotized. She tried to ignore it, but felt almost exposed as he looked at her. His blue eyes seemed to be able to x-ray her.

"Are you sure you're alright? I heard a cracking sound and I thought that you might have gotten hurt," she said quietly, letting her irises drop down to the floor beside Peter.

"I'm fine," he whispered. She straightened up and offered him her hand. He took it, the molasses squelching softly against their fingers. Aceline didn't find it repulsive as one might when something sticky or slippery touches them. Indeed, she found something almost reassuring about it. She faced him, her hand still in his.

"Thank you," he said.

"You're wel-" But then, his lips were pressed upon hers. She was a bit shocked at first, but her eyes fluttered shut and she (either by womanly instinct or Narnian magic) placed her hands on his shoulder. She didn't care that her green dress was getting dirty from Peter's hands on her waist.

Her brain seemed to suffer from the lack of oxygen, but she didn't let go. (Indeed, witnesses might say that she pressed herself harder against the High King.) Peter finally pulled away, gasping for breath. The sound of giggling and wolf-whistles reached their ears. They turned and saw the rest of the Demis, the Lord Keagan and two redheads staring at them.

"We thought you would never stop," the twins exclaimed.

"Our plan worked," Artymis said, looking satisfied. Aceline raised her eyebrows.

"Your plan, Athena?" she asked, her hands still on Peter's shoulders.

"Yes, our plan, Eos. You see, since you told me about your fight with the High King, the twins and I decided to play a prank, which, as we knew, would involve you running to him and helping him up. We're sorry, Your Majesty." At this, Artymis curtseyed to King Peter while the twins bowed.

"You're forgiven," he said, smiling. His blue eyes fell on the redheads. "Forgive me, but I didn't catch your names." The redheads curtseyed.

"I'm Keitra Nyramis, Sire," the Lady Keitra said.

"Kendell Jade Carnee," the Lady Kendell said.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Aceline said, smiling.

"Likewise, Your Highness," they said in unison.

"It appears that we have stepped on something private, haven't we, Your Majesties?" the Lord Keagan said. The Archenlander was grinning widely as he said this. To her absolute horror, she felt her cheeks burn. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Peter flush.

"Erm...well...er...I think it depends on how you look at it," he said. The lord chuckled while the others simply looked amused.

"I think your siblings would want to know, King Peter," Dar said.

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"Well, that's a strange way of getting together, but since you're strange, I'll believe it," Susan said. The other siblings nodded in agreement. The five were sitting on the veranda that faced the Eastern Ocean. Edmund had made Aceline sit on his brother's lap to see how they looked like together.

"What she means," Lucy began, giving her sister a look, "is that we're happy for you."

"And that it's about time," the Gentle Queen added. The Magnificent King looked over at his sister, his eyebrows raised.

"About time?" he asked.

"Yes, it's about time," Edmund said. "Between you getting jealous and Ace joking about your wedding, we thought you'd never get together."

"Glad to know you approve of me," the Princess joked. The Pevensies laughed and the High King tightened his grip slightly on her.

"Imagine Mum's face if she found that Petey had a girlfriend," Susan said.

"You did not just call me Petey," he said, looking at her. Everyone laughed at the expression on his face.

"What's your mum like?" she asked. There was a silence as they all thought until Lucy replied, "She's very kind with black hair and dark eyes. You'd like her a lot. Dad's looks like Peter, but is like Edmund in personality."

"What about your parents?" the Just King asked. She was quiet for a moment before she answered.

"Mum's has light hair and blue eyes and is kind. Emilia's like Mum except she has purple eyes like me," she said.

"You have a sister?" the boy-king asked, looking interested. He leaned back in his chair, his eyebrows raised.

"Yes, I do," she said and then added, "One who's older than me." A disappointed groan escaped the boy's lips. His brother and younger sister laughed while the other two simply looked astonished.

"What about your father?" Lucy asked, after she had finished giggling.

"He looked like an older, male version of me. He was very protective," she said quietly. There was a silence until Susan said, "Was?"

"He died a month before we came to Narnia," she forced out. The sisters looked at her sympathetically while the boy-king patted her on the knee. Peter squeezed her hand and gently rubbed her back.

"Do you think we'll ever go back?" Lucy asked in a small voice. No one spoke for a good two minutes. Aceline traced the front strings of her dress and finally looked up.

"We'll go back when Aslan wants it," she said. The blonde girl nodded, her expression glum.

"Why don't we play a game?" the Princess suggested, hoping to cheer everyone up.

"What kind?" Edmund asked.

"Hide and seek." Here, a smile appeared on everyone's face as they thought of the game that had led them to Narnia.

"I'll be It," Peter said, gently nudging her off his lap.

"One game, and then I have to meet the Ladies Keitra and Kendell," Susan said, getting up.

"I'm not hiding in any wardrobes," Lucy said, smoothing her skirt. Everyone laughed at her matter-of-fact tone.

"Start counting, Peter," the Just King chuckled. The High King turned around and faced the pillar.

"One, two, three, four," and everyone ran off.

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Two weeks passed and everyone could see the changes that appeared over the High King and his Princess. Peter didn't look as moody anymore. (That, as you know, was a result of his jealousy.) Aceline spent more time with the siblings. She didn't desert her friends; she just spent enough time with them, so the castle didn't think that she had disappeared.

Nothing could tear them apart.

I left that on a happy note, didn't I? I liked this chapter. Hope you do to. Oh, and by the way to airnchik 128 and Lady-Mystique: I promise to include your characters more in the story. I swear.

Characters Used:
airnchik 128 - Lord Keagan, Lady Kendell Carnee
Dark Wolf Goddess of the moon - Lady "Athena" Artymis Wolfe
Lady-Mystique - Lady Keitra Nyramis