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"Oh, Aunt Susan, that is a simply lovely idea!" Belle exclaimed. Susan smiled at her neice as she sipped her cup of tea.
"I'm glad you like it," the Gentle Queen said.
"So, what is the real reason behind this ball, other than my intense boredom?" Belle asked, her mind already full of dress designs, jewellery..
"Well," Susan replied, placing her teacup back down on the small table at their feet, "I thought it would be an excellent chance to show our new friends what Narnia is like!"
Belle frowned in confusion. "New friends?"
"The Terebinthian visitors! Lovely Henna and her Rowan, and that darling Serafina." Susan chuckled. "Speaking of her, she would be a fantastic match for one of the boys, maybe Braithey."
Belle fake laughed and nodded along, a cheesy smile plastered on her face. The olds still didn't know of anything that happened between Sera and Braithe during the voyage. All they knew was that the children had met Rowan, and he had travelled with them for a little while. The teenagers had agreed not to say anything in case Braithe became uncomfortable.
"Yes," Belle said, "Of course!"
Her voice was very high pitched, and Susan looked at her worridly.
"Belle, are you alright? I do hope you aren't coming down with something," Susan worried.
"No, I'm fine!" Belle said a little too enthusiastically.
Susan raised her eyebrows but let it go.
Belle picked up her cup and drank deeply. She and her Aunt had decided to take a little break and have a cup of tea in the royal quarters. They had settled themselves down and chatted about anything and everything, until the topic of the ball had come up. Susan had announced it this morning, and they were all excited.
But the teenagers still had a problem.
Braithe still hadn't seen Sera, and he had been spending all his time with Amelia.
They had had a private dinner last night in the royal quarters, and therefore missed seeing the Terabinthians, and this morning Edmund and Aamee had taken them to see the archipelago, getting breakfast on another island during the tour.
And none of the teenagers had the heart to tell him the Terabinthian's were there.
Sera had been looking around anxiously for him whenever she had been on tours or in public areas, but so far there had been no sign of the dark-haired prince. Which, she thought, was probably a good thing. The Terabinthian still had no idea what she was going to do when she saw him, Sera had told Belle.
But with the inspiration of the upcoming ball, Belle had come up with an idea. She excused herself from her Aunt's company and hurried upstairs to the guest chambers.
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"So, basically, we're gonna surprise Braithe with Sera at the ball…" Zaro said slowly making a face.
"Yes!" Belle grinned.
"Its never going to work." Zaro said dismissively.
Belle huffed. "And why not, dear cousin?"
"Because we can not possibly keep Sera, Rowan and Henna hidden for three days." Dune chimed in.
"Sure we can!" Belle exclaimed, trying to sound positive.
Ruby stood up from her seat on the lounge in Belle's room.
"Then again, they have not seen eachother yet, and its already been a day.." the readheaded lady inserted.
"But it would ruin everything if they saw eachother now!" Trisca cried.
"I know," said Belle.
Suddenly the door opened and Sera slipped inside.
"Hello everybody," she smiled.
They all chimed words of greeting.
"Sera, now that you're here, we should go and get our dresses organised." Ruby said quickly, standing up.
"We'll catch up with you!" Belle called as the two girls left the room.
The boys were all silent as they looked at eachother.
"Look, you guys want Braithe and Sera together don't you?" Trisca asked, and they all nodded.
"Well then, someone needs to keep all the Terabinthians busy all the time. That, or keep Braithe busy." Belle ordered, and she looked much like her father at that particular moment.
"I just don't see why they can't see eachother yet," Lorian said, furrowing his brow as he looked at the girls.
Trisca strolled over to him and laid a hand on his arm.
"Darling, mostly it is because Sera obviously doesn't know what she's going to say yet," Trisca told him, and everyone else listened intently, "And we don't want her having to face that hurdle unprepared."
Lorian nodded, understanding.
"But what about Braithe?" Dune asked. "What's he going to do? I girl he had a thing for turns up out of the blue?"
Belle looked at her cousin, biting her lip.
"I just…I think its best he doesn't know." She said, and Dune let out a deep breath.
"I suppose it will be interesting to see what happens," Rhui spoke for the first time.
Belle nodded at the star's daughter.
"C'mon, lets go to the seamstresses," Trisca said, and the three girls left the room.
The remaining male teenagers all let out groans.
"I swear, anytime someone mentions love, or together, blah blah blah…" Dune said.
"All the girls want to play matchmaker…" Zaro finished, shaking his head.
"Where's Braithe now?" Lorian asked.
"Not sure," Dune said, "Out with Amelia, riding, I think. She must be on Braithe-duty."
"Yes, I suppose so," Lorian replied, "The girls must have already filled her in too."
Amelia hummed pleasantly as she rode back towards the castle, Braithe at her side.
"Well wasn't that lovely," she said, turning to him with a smile.
"Yes, it was. It really…er…took my mind off things." Braithe replied, rocking in the saddle.
"Things?" Amelia asked lightly.
"Like why my family has been acting so strange lately." Braithe replied.
"Strange?" Amelia casually inquired.
"Yes," Braithe said, thinking hard, "They've been running around a lot. Makes me think somethings going on."
"Maybe they're just preparing for the ball?" Amelia suggested.
"Yes, maybe." Braithe said.
There was silence for a few minutes as they got closer to the entrance of the castle.
"Braithe?" Amelia called, staring ahead.
"Yes?" Braithe asked.
"Would you like to escort me to the ball?" Amelia said, turning back around to look at him. He looked pleasantly surprised, and she raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Sure, Amelia. I'd be…delighted." Braithe said, watching her beam at him.
It was the least he could do. Amelia had been a fantastic friend, these last few days, when the rest of his family seemed to continuously disappear. She'd kept him company, and they had had many good conversations. Escorting her to the ball would just be another friendly outing, he thought.
When they reached the courtyard, Braithe hopped off his horse,a nd made his way quicky around to Amelia, helping her off too. She tried to curtsie, but he stopped her, shaking his head with a grin.
"Well, then, Braithe, I'll see you later." She said, smiling.
He nodded, and she gave a small wave before strolling off into the castle. Braithe handed the reins of the two horses to the stable boy, and made his way into the castle as well.
He was following the corridor, when he heard a small cry, and rounded a corner to see a heavily pregnant woman on the floor.
Braithe ran up to her, leaning down to her level.
"My lady, are you alright?" he asked gently. The woman looked up at him.
"I think so," she nodded, breathing heavily.
"Here, let me help you." Braithe said, as he pulled the woman slowly to her feet.
He tried to curtsie, but was struggling. Braithe stared on in pity.
"Don't," he said, placing a hand on her arm, "Don't, you'll strain yourself."
The woman looked up.
"Prince Braithe," she breathed, "You are exactly like your kind father."
"Thankyou, I think." Braithe said happily. "And you're name is…"
"Henna, your majesty."
"Lady Henna. Now, please let me escort you back to your chambers. You need a rest, after a fall like that."
Henna nodded greatfully, and Braithe led her back towards her chambers. They were almost there, when Trisca and Belle came around the corner. Both of their eyes widened, and Braithe frowned in confusion.
"Henna!" Trisca said, noticing the woman's breathing. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, Lady Trisca." Henna nodded, "I just took a fall, you see. Lucky Prince Braithe helped me out."
"Er…come inside, lie down," Trisca said. "I'll send for the physician, just to check you over."
"You're kindness is greatly appreciated,"Henna sighed, leaning on Trisca.
Braithe turned to his cousin.
"Why do you look so shocked?" he asked. "Is it that big a deal for me to help someone?"
Belle struggled to regain herself.
"No, its just…erm…do you know who that woman is?" Belle asked, hoping she wasn't hinting too much.
"Lady Henna?" Braithe asked. "Is there something I don't know about?"
"No!" Belle cried in delight, "No, she's just the wife of…a..er…dignitary."
"Oh..er…alright then." Braithe said, nodding.
Belle plastered a fake smile on her face, much like the one her father used during his fight with Miraz to make the Narnian's feel better.
Trisca strolled back out of the chambers, a servant girl behind her. The servant hurried down the hall to seek the physician. Braithe ducked his head inside the door to see Henna on the bed, taking deep breaths.
"Pleasure to meet you, Lady Henna." Braithe smiled. "I hope you feel better."
"You too, my Prince. Good day!" Henna puffed.
"Good day," Braithe said, and backed out of the room, pulling the door closed behind him.
He turned around to find Belle whispering to Trisca.
"Whats going on?" he asked, placing his hands on his hips. Belle snickered at the sight.
"Nothing you need to worry about." She assured him, before strolling away arm in arm with Trisca. "Yet."
Urgh.
I don't really like this chapter, but it had to be done.
The next one will be the ball, and all the drama that goes with it.
Should be up soon. :)
As usual thanks to Gabby for her whip (lol, long story), and Morgan for her nagging.
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