Author:Alright, I've updated and this is a really long one, lol. Disclaimer, I do not own any of these characters, I only own the plotline.
Thus, the Pevensies separated to different parts of the magnificent castle that is until dinner. Peter and Edmund rested in their chambers, once Edmund asked Lucy not to call so many servants to assist him after his long journey, she just wouldn't leave him alone!.
From the moment the two brothers walked into the door, Lucy had seemed to permanently attach herself to Edmund's side.
He gave her a nit of a blast before, but quickly regretting it, pulled her into a hug and she melted like butter!. With a kiss on the cheek, she hurried off to find a new interest around the castle, and left Edmund to his rest. However, as much as he tried, he couldn't. The trip they'd just taken re-played in his mind. Peter's confessions played out in his head.
He still couldn't get over this discovery, and he was a bit freaked out about it all himself, but he knew that he couldn't imagine the emotions Peter was going through.
Edmund sighed, and turned on his side, with one last thought before he drifted off to sleep, that whatever the outcome, Peter would be happy, and Narnia will still accept their rulers as they truly are. He didn't worry about publicity, there was nothing of the sort, plus all four of them had confidently settled into their places as rulers. He just hoped all would turn out right for both Peter and Susan, and that she would also accept Peter, and Edmund couldn't help but hope to Aslan that the eldest sister felt the same way for the High King.
Peter was having problems of his own. He had already fallen asleep instantly once he fell onto the comfortable bed. However, his dreams were not helping him become as comfortable. He dreamt of sitting in the garden, Susan by his side more beautiful than ever. He slowly touched her hand and moved a bit closer as he finally confessed his feelings for her. However, all did not turn out so well as he expected for she suddenly pulled her hand away in outrage and immediately got to her feet. He couldn't hear her words, but he was frightened and hurt to see her face burn up with anger, and then suddenly storming off.
Seeing himself in tears he didn't realize the scene change to the forest they'd just ventured into, the place now dark and dank, a chilling laugh suddenly rang through the darkness, and glowing eyes seemed to watch him from every angle. The eyes then turn into a glowing figure in the darkness, and that's when he sees her: The White Witch of Narnia, surpassingly dead for almost a year now in the great battle.
Turning to his side, Peter realizes he has no weapon, and so he cringes as he realizes that he must retreat. Quickly hopping onto his unicorn, he realized that the witch was slowly immerging from the darkness of the woods, two newly crafted swords in each hand, and a smug smirk curled her thin lips. Angrily glaring at her, Peter nudged his frightened unicorn to turn and he headed for the end of the forest.
Finally, he saw the light at the end of the forest, and was even more happy to see that his army had come to help. Stopping before them, Peter once more turned to see the white witch had followed him to the end of the woods, and was modified when he also noticed her entire army emerge from the darkness behind her. But that was nothing compared to what came next!. The sun suddenly broke through the clouded sky and it suddenly became very hard to see.
"What are we to do, sire?" he suddenly heard Orieus ask beside him. "They come nearer your highness, we must have a plan of action!" Peter turned to his right this time to see the griffin once more at his side. He remembered the griffin standing beside him before the last battle with the witch. Peter had to smile, for he was glad that his troops once more stood at his side through Narnia's once more time of need. He knew he could count on them.
Although, he knew they were getting anxious, and he bit his bottom lip, hurrying to figure out a battle plan in mere minutes. However, the newest member of the witch's army once more distracted him. Peter squinted and blinked, trying to realize who the newest member was, and once he caught sight, he couldn't believe his eyes!. However, he was once more distracted when the scene suddenly changed before his eyes and he found himself face to face with the witch once more.
However, he found he didn't have the strength this time, and was immediately overcome. The witch Jadis once more flipped him onto his back and plunged one of her swords into his shoulder, once more pinning him to the ground. The two stared at each other for a moment, the smirk on the witch's face grew into a wide smile, and she turned to her side as she realized someone had come to her side. "Good work" she congratulated them, a cheeky smile also forming on their lips.
Peter tried to struggle against the sword to get up, and Jadis noticed this at once, and suddenly turned her attention to him once more, he could feel the intensity of her hate in her eyes as she glared down at him. "Your defeated Son of Adam, you thought you could defeat me, but you have no power over me now!" the witch growled, almost happily. She glanced once more to her side. "Not when I have a source of Narnia's power!" she smirked, and then watched as he struggled some more against her sword, Jadis suddenly through a laugh to the sky.
"I shall once more rise, and regain my place in Narnia!" she said happily, and she replaced her other sword at her side. "And you, oh magnificent king, shall be punished for over ruling me before!" she growled, lowering her face towards his. "Enjoy the after life! Magnificent king!" she sneered, she spat at his title as if it were poison, and she pulled herself upright, hand on hips, watching him for a moment, planning. She suddenly turned once more to the figure beside her, Peter's attention also once more turned to Jadis' s assistant. 'How could she, after what she vowed?' Peter's voice echoed sadly through his dream and felt tears suddenly begin to prick his eyes.
"You get rid of him!" the witch suddenly spat angrily, keeping a watchful eye on the young king below them. "Make him suffer, as I have, and it will make it that much more hurtful if you do it!" a smirk seemed to curl once more to her lips, and shooting one last glance to Peter, the white witch walked off, and before Peter knew it, he was faced with the weapon of the newest enemy. He stared up at her, she glared down at him, no traces of memory left in her eyes and he knew it was helpless. "How could you?" he spoke softly to her, before he heard her growl and release her weapon upon him, and everything when blank.
Peter suddenly shot up from his bed in a cold sweat, his breathing labored and his mouth aching for water. He glanced around for a moment, and noticed that the forest had disappeared and was once more surrounded by the walls of his large chamber, his hand rested not against the feel of dried leaves of the forest, but the silk sheets of his bed, and he did not see the witch or her accomplice anywhere in sight. Peter let out a sigh of relief, but knew that it must mean something.
He remembered the first part of his dream, how angry Susan had been when she was told he loved her. But that was a dream right, however he didn't know Narnia as well as he knew London, and the consequences taken for such an act of incest. Placing a hand over his beating heart, he brushed the other one across his forehead to be rid of the sweat, and glanced at the clock. It was not far off from dinner, and he knew there was no more sleep to be had, so taking a deep sigh, Peter pushed off the blankets and placed his feet firmly on the ground.
Giving a stretch, he entered the bathroom to prepare for the night's meal. His thoughts couldn't help but wander to the thoughts of Susan. What would she really think of him when he told her?. He just hoped she would take it kindly and accept it like Edmund did once he recovered from the shock. But he also hoped with a heavy heart that his recent dream wouldn't come true, that none of the events seen in the dream would come true.
He couldn't stand losing Susan, not to mention Narnia, but Aslan always advised that dreams may be premonitions, that you had to be careful.
Giving a sigh to his reflection, he gave himself a smile. "It will be alright" he told himself in the mirror. "Just stay confident, that's the key!" he said strongly, before giving a sigh once more, his smile slipped from his face. No matter what he told himself, he still bared a heavy heart, but he kept his mind positive, as he made his way to the closet to dress. "Tonight is the night!. No matter what!" he said, as he slid open the door and entered the closet.
Susan seemed to have settled on the balcony of her room, after watching Peter walk off, a sad frown on her face, and she trudged down the hall once more to her room. Resting upon her closed door for a moment, she noticed her discarded book and flopped down onto her bed, focused suddenly on reading. However, after many failed attempts, she realized her mind was much to frustrated and worried to be reading. So she found her way to the balcony and settled upon the stones
She sat there, for many hours, just staring at the setting sun, painting the sky with its beautiful colors of pink and orange, a wonderful sight. But her mind was completely focused on her eldest brother. From the moment she pulled him in for a hug, she noticed a different air about him. But how, she questioned herself.
She sat there, searching her mind for any changes of difference she might have noticed in her eldest brother, however, she found none. Everything was perfectly normal when they left for the Western woods, and seemed normal once they returned. She sighed, maybe she could have a private moment with Peter, after dinner she supposed, and she suddenly felt her face rush with heat. She knew that she must somehow confess her newfound feelings for her brother, sometime this evening as she'd planned.
Susan bit down hard on her bottom lip, she knew it would be terribly hard, but the few days wandering around Cair Paravel without her brothers seemed so dreadful, and keeping this new discovery locked inside of her, she knew it was going to mentally distroy her, so she knew it must be soon. She'd been re-thinking over and over, of how she was going to reveal it to him, during her moments alone when Lucy was busy.
Susan felt her heart pound in her chest as some of the reaction possibilities suddenly ran through her mind, she suddenly felt dizzy. But she had to do it, and just pray that he will accept it greatfully and not be too harsh, or so she only hoped. As she suddenly realized the time, Susan hurried to prepare for dinner, and as she stared deep into the reflection in the mirror, she practiced her lines over and over of what she was to say to Peter once alone.
Her face suddenly burned once more as she thought of having a moment alone with Peter. "Are you alright Queen Susan?" one of her ladies in waiting asked, noticing she seemed a little red. "Are you running a fever?" she asked again. Susan gave her a smile and reassured her it was nothing at all. Mentally rehearsing her lines once more, she jumped once she realized the trumpets had sounded for dinner. Checking herself over once more in the mirror, she bit her cherry red lips once more, and smiled nervously to her reflection. "Here goes nothing!" she whispered, as she gracefully made her way out of the room.
Dinner was somewhat quiet, on Peter and Susan's part. Edmund told his sisters of the adventure he and Peter recently had, venturing into the Western Woods, describing with great detail and joy of how suspenseful it had been, and dark and eerie the woods had become. Susan chuckled as she noticed Peter rolling his eyes at Edmund's unbelievable comments, out of the corner of her eye. Lucy constantly begged for more about the adventure, getting quite a thrill out of the story itself.
As Edmund regaled his youngest sister in his story, mesmerizing her with many juicy details, he noticed out of the corner of his eye, how quiet the eldest two were being. Usually the two of them would converse happily among themselves, sometimes even completely forgetting the other two were there, as they suddenly burst into an argument.
But Edmund understood why they were so quiet, he felt the air around all of them was quite thick and heavy, unlike its usual clear an happy state.
Both seeming as if there was a death, and Edmund couldn't help but smirk as he noticed a slight blush begin to creep to each of their cheeks. He realized they were quite nervous, obviously they were willing to have a night to talk about what's been happening. He knew Peter would also try to confess his feelings, he hoped it turned out alright. "Oh, do tell me some more!" Lucy's sudden cry brought Edmund back to his present state, and he knew he must clear the air among his siblings.
Quickly glancing to each plate, he noticed that most of them were almost done with their meals. Edmund suddenly had an idea. "Come Lucy, let us go to the library, where I shall tell you the rest". He suddenly said, Lucy suddenly giving a whine. Susan suddenly seemed to snap out of her own silence and agree with Edmund's suggestion. "Alright!. Good night!" Lucy chided as Edmund took her hand and helped her up, she knew she would not be seeing her older siblings again tonight.
The air now around the oldest siblings got thicker with anticipation as they watched their brother drag the youngest off. A blush came to Peter cheeks as the doors to the dining hall now shut tight and he found himself alone with his beloved. If all goes wrong, Peter figured he would blame Edmund later, but decided on giving it a chance. A heavy silence filled the room, in which Peter suddenly coughed to get Susan's attention.
Susan, who had averted her gaze to anywhere but her brother, suddenly looked up quite shyly upon him and couldn't help but smile at his nervousness. As soon as she looked upon him, Peter felt as if his heart was going to explode. He gave another cough, trying to find the words to start a conversation. "Um, would you care to join me for a walk in the gardens?" Peter asked slowly, his voice crocked, causing him to suddenly blush. Susan's smile widened upon her cheeks and couldn't help but give a little chuckle as she agreed.
"I'd love to, Peter" she responded, happily slipping her hand into his, helping her to her feet and around the table to stop at his side. Both of their blushes thickened as they realized they still held the other's hand and immediately pulled apart, the silence thick in the air. Peter gave her a smile once he caught her gaze once more. "After you!" he gestured, and with a nod, she walked forward and out of the dining hall, Peter at her heels.
The cool night air was refreshing on their burning faces, the silence still thick around them still, as both plundered their minds to find something, anything to talk about. "So…" Susan suddenly began, she kept her gaze to the ground but knew instantly that Peter's gaze came once more upon her. "How was your trip?" she asked slowly. Peter watched her struggle with the words, not even hearing them, suddenly marveled at her beauty, that is until he notice she stopped talking. "Oh, um…" he was suddenly caught off guard as she looked at him questionably.
Peter returned his own gaze to the ground as he tried quickly to thick of an answer. "It was long, and the woodland part where we set up camp one night was very dangerous, didn't know what would come out and get you there!" Peter smiled, trying to make a joke, in which Susan did give a little of a nervous giggle. Peter gave a cough again, feeling the air around them thicken once more. Now seeing the silence as a bit of a break, both of them turned to gaze around the glorious garden surrounding them.
They finally came upon one of the many fountains in the garden, and Peter smiled, thinking this would be the best place to stop. "Would you like to sit for a bit?" Peter asked, once getting Susan's attention again, he gestured towards the fountain. Seeing it, she smiled and instantly settled on its stone ledge. Another uneasy silence fell upon them, but all the while, Susan's mind was filled with many unanswered questions since her brother's had left. "Peter?" she suddenly questioned sadly, not taking her eyes away from her feet.
She felt her heart pick up once more when she felt Peter's eyes fall upon her once more. She bit her lip before she continued. "Why did Aslan send you away?" she asked slowly, now turning her gaze over to Peter, his heart once again picking up as well. In response, Peter just gave a sad sigh. "He told me not to tell you Su" he answered slowly. Susan felt her heart slow a bit, and she lowered her gaze sadly.
Pete noticed this and immediately felt very guilty. "Don't you trust us Peter?" she suddenly questioned sadly, looking at him once more with tear filled eyes. Peter swallowed nervously. "Don't you trust me?" she asked again. Peter lowered his head in thought, trying his best to come up with something quick. "Yes Su, but I couldn't tell you for your own protection" Peter tried to say, but more tears seemed to spill from her eyes.
"Su" Peter began again, this time slipping two fingers under her chin and forced her to look at him. "I'm sorry, but Aslan thought it best to keep it from you and Lucy so that you wouldn't be dragged into anything!. I wish I could tell you Susan but it wasn't my place" Peter explained. Susan nodded in agreement, now understanding. "I just missed you so much" she confessed suddenly, more tears spilling from her eyes.
Peter gave a sad smile. "I missed you too Susan." He said, and chewed on his lip, wondering if this was his time to say anything. Slowly, he moved her hand to rest upon her cheek, and took a deep breath. "But I really wish I could have told you before I left!" he suddenly confessed. Susan looked at him questionably. "Told me what?" she asked.
Peter didn't answer her, and she watched as he seemed to have difficulty finding the words to say.
She watched as he bit his lip, before once more looking into her eyes. With that, he suddenly pulled her close and pressed her lips against his. Susan had to admit, she was surprised, but eased into it, and kissed him back. After a few moments, they pulled apart and just gazed into each other's eyes. "I wanted to say that I love you Susan" Peter suddenly confessed, and watched worriedly as Susan's eyes went wide.
"I love you more than a older brother should. I can't help it, your so beautiful and smart and so wonderful in so many ways!. I've been in love with you ever since we started here in Narnia as kings and queens, and I kept it from everyone cause I thought I would be shunned for it" said Peter, Susan watched as tears now started in his own eyes. "So, I wanted you to know that before you refuse to ever speak to me!" Peter said quietly, feeling a tear run down his cheek, and the silence seemed to thicken.
He took the silence as a sign that she might get angry so with a sigh he turned to leave, getting to his feet. However, as he was about to walk away, he felt a tug at his sleeve. Confused, he turned around to see Susan's tight grip around his wrist, she had gotten to her feet also to stop him. "Susan…" he began but was suddenly cut off by Susan suddenly pulling him towards her and once more pressing their lips together.
This kiss lasted a little longer than the last, but as they broke apart, Susan and Peter rested their foreheads together and once more sat in silence. "I love you the same way Peter. Always have, always will!" Susan breathed, a smile coming to her lips, Peter gave a smile as well before he suddenly pulled her closer and the two lovers once more kissed.
Deep in the gardens, Aslan watched the two, a smile on his face as he watched the two confess and kiss for the very first time, he was happy the two were finally together. Back in Cair Paravel, Ginnabrik the dwarf watched from a high window, a smirk on his face as he witnessed the two lovers. This would be very interesting indeed.