Author's note: Hey!. So sorry for the delay, getting ready for school, that sucks!. God, I can't believe how fast the summer's gone tear, but can't help it!. Disclaimer:I do not own any of these characters except Trevor, I only own the plotline!. Thanks so much for your support guys!. Your so totally awsome!. Thanks so much, truely!.Okay, well thats it for me. Hope you enjoy and please review!.
For the next couple of days, life around Cair Paravel returned to normal, except for Trevor's presence and the fact that he and Peter would glare daggers at each other every time they crossed paths. Susan was recovering well with the help from her family, who visited her every day and the helpful doctors at their disposal.
It was around noon, and Peter sat once more at Susan's bedside, this time, gently holding onto her hand as the doctor poured her daily spoonful of medicine into her mouth. The doctor and Peter watched as the substance escaped through her thin lips. "How long will it be before she can walk?" asked Peter, watching as the doctor put away his things for the day. A couple of days ago, the Pevensies were overjoyed to see Susan had finally awoken from her otherwise, coma-like sleep.
Of course, it started as little flutters then going off to sleep, but as the week progressed, The Pevensies were happy to see Susan's strength returning. However, she was still a bit drowsy, and once sat up in bed to have supper with the help of Lucy, but her health was progressing well as the doctor had advised. Hearing the king's request, the doctor straightened and turned towards Peter. "She's getting stronger because of the daily medication and all" he started.
"She should sleep for now, and be up in time for supper, but with all the medication she's taking, I don't think it's a very good idea to try walking just yet!" said the doctor. "She's still unstable and might damage herself further". "Yes, but when?" Peter asked, jumping up from his chair in frustration and worry. The doctor stared wide-eyed at the king for a moment, but noticed the emotions reflecting in the young king's eyes. Then knew the king was terribly worried for his sister, along with all of Cair Paravel.
Smiling, the doctor clapped a hand to Peter's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Do not worry your highness!" he says with a smile. "Queen Susan has shown fast recovery from the medicine. If she keeps up at this pace, she should be up and about by next week" says the doctor. "However, don't push the matter, and wait for my agreement before letting her out of bed!" he advised. "Thinking ahead of time might cause more damage" he says.
The news brought a smile to Peter's face. "Thank you, doctor. You've done so much for us and I don't know how to thank you!" Peter says simply. This brings an even bigger smile to the doctor's face, along with a jolly chuckle. "I only wish to serve my country and your majesties!" he says with a bow. "It is my job to keep the health of Narnia, that is my pleasure, your highness" he says. The two then shared a small chuckle.
"You just keep on caring for your sister, your majesty" says the doctor. "And remember, you have nothing to worry about, Narnia is once at peace, and your sister will return to health before you know it!" the doctor advised, patting Peter on the shoulder once more before walking towards the door, Peter followed. "Until tomorrow, King Peter" the doctor said, bowing politely, Peter opening the door for him with a chuckle.
Giving one last chuckle himself, the doctor was out the door. Once more alone, Peter gave a sigh, and closed the door behind him. Returning to the bed, Peter now sat on the edge of the bed, taking Susan's cold hand once more, and watched as she slept peacefully, buried under the covers of her bed once more after her examination. As he sat in the silence of Susan's room, Peter smiled as he watched her for to him she seemed to look more peaceful in the last couple of days, more normal.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, surprised, Peter spun to the door and noticed one of the guards at the door. "Your majesty!. The meeting is going to start in a few moments" the guard advised. "And you know how they don't like to be waiting!". It suddenly hit him, he and Edmund were suppose to have a meeting with some of the representatives of the creatures of Narnia. They had called this meeting a few days ago to discuss on what to do with the witch's hide out in the Western Woods. Some were in fear, that someone could wander into the hideout and find some of her possessions that might cause another threat to them, or one of her descendants to come back.
"Alright, I will be there in a moment!" Peter assured the guard and with a nod, closed the door, once more leaving Peter in peace. Giving another sigh, Peter turned back towards Susan's sleeping figure, the smile from before creeping onto his face. His heart beat rapidly at the thought of having to leave his love once again, but he knew it was important. Leaning down, Peter placed a soft kiss on Susan's cheek. "Sweet dreams" he whispered gently into her ear before pulling away and getting up from the bed.
As he slowly releases his grip from her hand, Peter can't help but notice a smile creeping to Susan's lips. A satisfied sigh escapes her lips as she turns over onto her side facing the door. Shooting her one last smile, Peter turned the knob and walked out, shutting the door softly behind him. Then, with a nod to the two guards, Peter was off to his meeting. Heading into the throne room a few moments later, and by the looks of it everything had gotten out of hand.
Creatures all around the table were arguing back and forth, some even looked like they were about to resort to violence against one another. It was so loud in there that that Peter could hardly hear the argument. Finally, he called for silence before any of them could attack each other, and all settled down once they realized who had entered the room. Peter's stomach suddenly dropped as he realized now all wide eyes is all on him.
He gave a nervous cough to relieve the silence that now settled around the throne room, and as he approached the table were all were seated, the creatures gave their own respective bow to the king. Silence still filled the room as Peter took his seat at the head of the table next to Edmund. Everyone else had sat at their respectful places from before, and Peter was not pleased to see that Flora had joined the meeting. Peter called for the meeting to resume, and so did the arguing. Peter tiredly rested his head on his hand as he noticed Flora staring his way affectionately. This would be a very long meeting!.
Finally, he was alone, and the youngest Pevensie had finally left him to occupy herself with something else. This was his time, his only time without the other three brats disturbing or ruining his chances now. Trevor made his way through the halls of Cair Paravel. The halls were deserted, except for an occasional servant passing by for duties, but other than that, he was utterly alone.
A smirk came to his lips as he realized this was the perfect time, he thought as he walked down the last hall. She was close now. But as he stood against the corner, he noticed the two guards still posted at the door. He'd have to get past them some how. Giving one last sigh, Trevor straightened himself, calmed his nerves and casually marched up to the door.
As expected, he was stopped and questioned before he reached for the door knob, and he backed away in surprise as the guards' spears suddenly crossed before the door, denying him entry.
"You need to have permission from the kings and queen of Narnia to enter here!" growled one of the guards, both of them glaring down at him. Thinking quickly, Trevor responded, "Oh, but I do!" Trevor said, hoping the guards would buy it. "I have permission by Queen Lucy the Valiant, she asked me to check upon her sister!" said Trevor, now acting more confident. He watched as one of the guards raised an brow at him. "Do you have it in writing?" the guard asked, bearing down on Trevor.
Getting nervous once more, Trevor tried to think of something quickly, however before any of them could respond, a call came out from across the hall. "Hey!" it was Peter, hurriedly making his way towards them, in which the two guards bowed in respect for their king. Peter noticed Trevor didn't even flinch as he stopped before them. Crossing his arms, Peter looked to the two guards and then to Trevor. "What are you doing here?" Peter almost spat, but the anger in his voice caused the guards to flinch.
"We asked if he had permission to enter and he said he had Queen Lucy's" said one of the guards. "However, we asked him for it in writing, and that's when you came along, your majesty!" the other countered. Peter listened carefully to the predicament at hand, and then turned fiercely to Trevor. "And do you have Lucy's permission?" Peter again, almost spat at Trevor, coming up face to face with him. Almost seeing fear in his eyes, Trevor confessed to having none. "But I only wish to give my condolences to Susan!" Trevor explained as he watched Peter turn his back to him.
"I've heard of Susan's returning health, and seeing as I was her only friend during her capture, I wish to make sure she is still alright!" said Trevor, giving off yet another act to try and get his way. He watched silently as Peter thought through Trevor's plea to see Susan. Peter bit onto his lower lip before agreeing. "But, I must go in with you. It must be brief!" Peter ordered and Trevor nodded happily in agreement. With Peter's permission, the guards uncrossed their spears to allow Peter and Trevor to enter.
The room was darker than when Peter was there before, the curtains were pulled over to not bother the Gentle queen while she slept. Peter shut the door quietly behind him, though keeping his eyes fixed upon Trevor who quickly advanced towards the large bed against the right wall of the room. Peter's eyes narrowed as he watched Trevor settle upon the edge of the bed, and gaze lovingly down at Susan. Peter could have sworn he felt a little break in his heart.
Peter settled into a chair by the bed, one of the servants had brought for them, and glared at Trevor as he heard the man give a little laugh. "She looks so peaceful from when she was captured by the witch" Trevor said, Peter muttered something under his breath as he heard this, hearing the love and admiration in his voice. This was defiantly not turning out how he hoped. For like Trevor's initial plan, Peter had also came to Susan's room to do as Trevor was doing now!. He'd been really busy with meetings with the creatures of Narnia, and the only time he got to spend with his love was visiting with Edmund and Lucy.
Peter was so indulged with his thoughts, he didn't hear Trevor calling his name. "Are you coming?." He asked, now standing beside the bed, looking at Peter with a strange look. "It's nearly supper time, we should be leaving!" Trevor said again, watching as Peter tried to straighten his thoughts. "Um, yea!. Be with you in a moment" Peter assured, before moving to the bed himself. Trevor headed for the door, but just as he was about to turn the knob, he glanced over to the bed, seeing Peter now leaning over Susan and kissing her on the cheek.
Trevor watched a bit startled, as Peter then whispered something to the still sleeping Susan, before kissing her once more and slowly pulling away. A smirk came to Trevor's lips as he realized that King Peter the Magnificent had fallen for Susan, his very own sister!. He found this to be priceless information, but coughed uneasily as Peter joined him at the door. Smiling politely, Trevor opened the door to let Peter through, and then walked out himself, a devilish grin graced his lips as he closed the door gently behind them.
The next couple of days remained the same. Peter held many meetings, some of which included Edmund, but the younger king kept business with the armies, and held practices every once in a while. "Keep them alert for any danger" he had always said. Or sometimes, he would have no choice but to play with Lucy and Trevor. However, he didn't mind it all that much for it would keep Trevor in his sight at all times. Trevor however, was always stuck with the youngest Pevensie. It seemed she had permanently made him her playmate.
Susan kept up her recovery, and got better and better each day!. Susan became less tired and began to perk up to her usual self, which the Pevensies were overjoyed to see happen.
Even with the help of her siblings, and the doctor sitting close by, Susan was able to take steps around the room, relieving her stiff legs, to regain her walking ability. However, she was still a bit clumsy at times, but they were all very proud!. Peter had potentially band Trevor from Susan's room while she regained her abilities. Fearing that if she saw him, memories of her capture would return, and that would affect her recovery.
However, Trevor was doing some scheming of his own, and he wasn't the only one. Flora found that she was ready to try and seduce the High king, make him fall in love with her before any suitor could claim him. It was after one of the long afternoon meetings held in the throne room. Everyone had already left, and Peter retreated to the balcony, thinking everyone had left, wanting time to himself. Flora materialized into leaves and floated over to him on the balcony.
Peter found his thoughts suddenly interrupted by a familiar group of twirling leaves, and a smirk came to his lips before he answered, "Hello, Flora". He had already turned towards the horizon before she materialized into herself once more, a sad look on her face. "Guess it was that obvious?" she said sadly, walking up to him. He just answered with a chuckle as she came up beside him. Slowly, she snaked her hands up Peter's arms and onto his shoulders, massaging them gently and seductively. "You've been so tense!" she purred into his ear. "What's wrong, your majesty!" she asked slowly.
This made Peter very uncomfortable, and tried his best to try and push her away. "Not now. Flora!" he hissed, ripping his arm from her grip. "I have a lot on my mind right now" he stated, with his free hand, tried to push her away, but surprisingly she grabbed onto his arm her tight grip on the other side of his body, and completely spun him around to face her. Peter now watched nervously as Flora drew closer. "Poor baby, a High King like you shouldn't be stressed out by so much!" she cooed. "But don't worry, I know how to make it all better" she said seductively, leaning ever so closer to him, inches apart.
A few halls down from the throne room, Susan and Lucy were enjoying themselves in Susan's room. Lucy had brought Susan her lunch and the two have been playing up there ever since, Susan happy for the company. They had played various games, and Lucy had brought up some books from the library for them to read. Susan had read Lucy almost every book in the pile, the eldest queen so indulged in the book that she didn't even notice her sister had drifted off to sleep. "The brave king lifted his sword where it was embedded in the stone floor, and just as the beast attacked…." Susan read on, suddenly glancing up to notice Lucy, fast asleep among the folds of Susan's silk blankets.
Susan gave a little giggle as she grabbed an old quilt not far from her, and draped in carefully over her sister. "Oh, Lucy!" she giggled softly, smiling as she watched her youngest sibling sleep. She kissed Lucy's hair, and settled down among the pillows with a sigh to finish the book herself, however, another idea came to mind. She'd been stuck in her room since her return, she wondered what the rest of the castle was up to. She then thought of Peter. They barely had time alone with each other since her capture, she'd sigh.
Of course, she knew when he kissed her check and whispered softly in her ear, but she was barely conscious. The only time they spend together was when all three of her siblings visited her while she was recovering. Maybe this was the time to see him, she thought with a devilish smile. She remembered him mentioning daily meetings in the throne room, so that would be her best place to start. However she remembered she was still a bit shaky on walking, since her legs were still not adjusted to walking since her capture.
However, she decided to give it a try, and carefully made her way to the edge of the bed. Slowly, she dropped her feet to the floor, a shiver running up her spine as she felt how cold the floor was. She kept her weight against the edge of the bed, and kept a tight grip on the blankets just in case she fell. She made her way to the foot of the bed, taking slow, baby steps at first, and was overjoyed when she made it, and didn't fall. Her confidence growing, Susan made her way cross the foot of the bed, but slowly let go of the blankets, and once more was overjoyed when she didn't fall.
Happiness filled her as she started to slowly walk away from the bed, making her way to her vanity, increasing her pace as she went. With success, she found that she had regained her ability to walk, and quietly made her way for the door. Quickly pulling it open, she was suddenly blinded by the bright light. However, she instantly got two strange looks bearing at her. "Your majesty!. Your up!" one of the guards gasped in surprise. Showing off her skill as if it was some fashionable dress, Susan strutted past the two guards, them staring wide eyed after her. Seeing their surprise, Susan jumped for joy.
"Oh!. I can't wait to show Peter!" she shouted happily, and ran off towards the end of the hall, once or twice losing balance but quickly regained it. So began Queen Susan's pursuit through the castle to her lover and brother, heading straight for the throne room, with a few close spills. As she past, servants stopped and stared wide eyed at her, calling after her in surprise that she was up and about. Finally, she had made it to the throne room, and over-excitedly burst into the room, just in time to see a dryad passionately kissing the High King, on the balcony, in the setting sun.
Author's note: Again, sorry for the delay. Don't you just hate Trevor and Flora!. grrrr. Hope you enjoyed, thanks so much for your awsome support. Please remember to review! You rule,
Sarah