A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was gone for the weekend, and I had written this chapter before I left, I just didn't have time to post it.
Three:
"As I was saying, she'll be here tomorrow. I think you would enjoy her very much," High King Peter says to the younger King. "Ed? Did you hear a single word I just said?" Edmund was standing in front of the big window in Peter's study, watching Lucy, Susan, and Jane walk around outside. Jane had just smiled and threw her head back to laugh really hard. "Edmund!". Edmund jumps, and turns to face his brother.
"Yes?"
"Did you hear anything I just said?"
"Uh.."
"No, Edmund. You did not hear. I said that Princess May is coming tomorrow."
"Oh, that snobby one we met last year? The one you fancied?" Peters face went from annoyed to angry.
"Yes, the one we met last year! She was not snobbish!"
"She was too! She told Lu that her dress made her look fat. She was the only person I ever saw Lu avoid" Peter sighs in frustration, and Edmund knows Pete knew that.
"Edmund, would you please go do whatever it is you do. I need some...alone time." Peter sat down at his desk, resting his head on his elbow, and massaging his forehead. Edmund watched his brother, feeling slightly worried. When had Peter gotten so old? The guy was only eighteen years old, and yet, he looked older. And now he was staring at Edmund with a strange expression. "Edmund, I thought I told you to leave?"
"I-I..well..you..Yes, you did. I just..Never mind." And then he left, with his face red, and still the worried feeling in the pit of his stomach that he had from looking at his brother, remained. Ed wandered around the castle in search of something to do.