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Chapter 18: If You Love Me…
Peter frowned, face buried in parchment and scrolls. He murmured to himself when a knock on the door pulled him out of his thoughts, "Enter!" he called calmly. Edmund poked his head inside and smiled, "In the library again, Pete?" he asked. Peter smiled back, "What can you do if there are many Season's Greetings from all over the lands?"
Edmund chuckled, "Speaking of 'Greetings', Ettinsmoor is sending regards, and I believe they are asking for a package they supposedly left during their last visit?"
Peter jumped out of his seat, "By the Lion!" he exclaimed, "How could I forget! Is the Page waiting?"
"Yes."
Peter nodded, "Wait here for a bit, won't you, Ed? I have to get the package from my chambers and compose a letter of apologies and 'Greetings' as well."
Peter's hand was already on the door handle when Edmund tapped him on the shoulder, "Why don't I compose the letter? That way we will save time for the Page."
Peter smiled at his younger brother, "Then why not, Ed? Thank you!"
Edmund smiled and nodded.
Peter whistled as he walked down the halls to his chambers. He passed Giovane's door and stopped short, hearing movement from inside. He frowned and knocked at the door, "Giovane?" he said quietly. No answer. Peter shrugged and walked on, Perhaps it's all the work, he thought.
Giovane sprang into a sitting position in bed, "Peter!" she whispered, "Peter!" Giovane tried to call more loudly but heard the footsteps walk faintly away, "No," the princess whispered and climbed out of bed and to the door. She rattled on the door handle but it was…locked? How could it be locked? Giovane shook her head in desperation and slid to the floor, her tears getting the best of her, and her body, shaking in grief. Giovane laid a calming hand on her chest, only to have her fingers make contact with something cold. The princess looked down at an Emerald streaked golden chain around her neck. She tried to pull it off of her neck but the gold only seemed to illuminate and the Emerald streaks grew silver sparks. Giovane groaned, Another enchantment! she thought. Though in the back of her mind a little voice was telling her that everything was going to be all right.
Peter walked to his chamber door and walked inside. The chamber was a little bluish in color for it was in the mid-afternoon of winter. Peter shivered from the cold and walked past his bed to his desk. He stopped short and turned to his bed again. On the newly made sheets was a rose-pink colored envelope. Peter's heart beat wildly as he carefully opened the letter. Three red rose petals fell gently on the bed. Fresh dewdrops rolled down the sides. Peter's icy blue eyes softened as he took out a crisp piece of parchment. It was dyed pink as well to match its envelope. In elegant cursive handwriting, was Giovane's quill written message.
Dear Peter,
If you really love me, which no doubt you do, please wear this necklace for I had it made just for you.
Lovingly,
Giovane
Peter smiled. He could just hear the amusement in Giovane's voice.
If you really love me, which no doubt you do…
Peter dug his fingers deeper into the envelope to find a small black pouch. Inside was a smart but simple golden chain. Peter smiled at the gift. He locked the chain around his neck and resumed his search for the package he originally came to find.
Edmund frowned over his 'letter', "Dear me," he mumbled and Peter came into the library, "I'm sorry I took my time," he smiled. Edmund grumbled, "There's no ado, I seem to taking time myself here."
Peter smirked as he walked over to his brother's side at the reading table, "Perhaps a few twitches," he smiled. Edmund looked up at his brother and smiled back, "The quill is yours!"
Peter walked down to the dining halls. He had basically confined himself to the library for most of the day, and he had wanted to thank Giovane for the necklace. On his way to the dining halls he bumped into just the person he was looking for, "Giovane!"
The princess whirled around in surprise at who had bumped her, "Peter!" she smiled. Peter looked around and pulled Giovane into a dark corner. Giovane raised her eyebrows at him, "What?"
Peter pulled her closer and kissed her heavily on the lips. His arms lightly round her waist. Aravinia smirked under his lips and pulled away, "Whatever was that for?" she asked playfully. Peter smiled and pulled out the chain on his neck just enough to reveal it form under his cloak buckle, "You couldn't have possibly waited until the end of the four days?" he teased. Aravinia froze. She did not remember… "Well then," she said as cheerfully as she possibly could, "I'm glad you like it!"
Peter smiled and kissed her again, "Anything from you."
Aravinia furrowed her brow. Someone knew about her schemes, and she was just about to find out who, and how.
Author's Note: Oh, boy… Lucy'd better watch her step from now on! By the way, I made a profile update! It's up to you to look at it! Anyway, update will come as soon as I can run to the computer again! I promise!
By the way, whoever hates Peter for being oblivious to Aravinia say 'I'! haha:D