A/N: This chapter was somewhat unexpected to me. I wasn't going to go this way, but I think I liked the way it's going now..Review please.
:)
Eight:
"Princess May, how was your day?" Peter asks, as him, and May walk through the garden.
"Oh, it was quite delightful. What about yours, your Highness?"
"Well, it was somewhat..delightful."
"Did you tell Edmund about the letter?"
"Actually, yes..I did." May's face lights up.
"Oh, thats just splendid! Have you two thought of an appropriate date?"
"No..not yet," the High King lies. He feels bad about this.
"Well, thats okay. I was thinking next week. His birthday is in a couple days, right?" Peter nods his head, and can't but stare at May's beautiful face. "Why don't we get married then instead?" Peter sakes his head.
"Princess, I cannot stand this anymore. My brother does not wish to marry you! I'm not sure if you noticed, but we all think he has feelings for Princess Jane, and I'm not going to let you get in the way of them." May's face turns into an angry expression.
"I hope you know, your Highness, that I get what I want. Always. You, can't stop me. No one can." Peter looks at her but then something must have broken in his head, because seeing her angry makes him realize he wants her so badly. And because he's the High King, he usually gets what he wants. So, he did something logical to him, but not really logical to anyone else. Although, it worked. He grabbed the Princess and kissed her.
She pushes him away, and stares at him with this shocked expression, but then she smiles.
"You do have feelings for me.." Peter sheepishly smiles.
"I do."
"I'm sorry I don't have any for you.."
"I know.."
"But, I suppose your better than Edmund. He won't ever love me. And, you are the High King, after all. That'd be nice to be High King Peter's wife.." Peter's trying to figure out what she's saying but then it clicks.
"You want to marry me? Instead?"
"I suppose so. Edmund would never love me, would he?"
"No, I don't think so, Princess.."
"Please, your Highness. Call me May." Peter smiles wide.
"May, would you marry me?" She smiles as wide as him.
"Of course.." He kisses her again, and he can't figure out how he's going to break the news to everyone else.
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"Your what?" Edmund, Lucy, and Jane all shouted at the same time.
"We're getting married!" Peter says, and he wraps his arm around May who is beaming. Edmund looks back and forth them, confused.
"Why?"
"Well, Edmund, it's obvious you and Jane both fancy each other.." Peter says, and Edmund's face turns bright red.
"We do not!" He shouts, glancing at Jane who is staring at the same red flowers Peter was staring at the day May came. She glances at him for a second before returning her gaze to the flowers. Lucy doesn't look happy at all.
"Peter, she doesn't love you.."
"She wants to marry me, though.."
"She has no choice! You were her father's second choice, anyway! We all know that!"
"Why are you sticking up for her?" Edmund asks, suddenly.
"I'm angry at Peter.." Peter looks at her strangely, and Lucy walks out of the room, shaking her head.
"When is the wedding?" Susan suddenly speaks up.
"We're hoping next week!" Princess May says excitedly.
"Does this mean, your going to live here?" Edmund asks? Both the high King and his soon-to-be-wife nod happily. Edmund frowns. "I have..to go do something.." He mumbles before following Lucy's steps, shaking his head, too. Jane looks after him and looks up at the High King.
"Congratulations, your highness..and Princess May." They smile and she follows Edmund out of the room. She sees him turn the corner, and runs as fast as she can in a dress towards. When she reaches him, she squeals, and hugs him. "You don't have to marry her!" He makes a muffles noise, sort of like 'umph', and turns around to meet Jane's eyes.
"I'm relived, but she has to live here." Princess Jane laughs.
"Edmund, she may be a pain in the-" But then instead of being able to finish her sentence, they hear Susan, and May walking this way talking about wedding plans. Jane bites her lip, and looks at Edmund. "Well, I suppose I should talk to them about the wedding. I love those things anyway." She smiles at Edmund, and skips over towards his sister, and soon to be sister-in-law, who winks at him though. And it's not a "Hey, you were talking to Jane!" kind of a wink, it was more of a "trying to be seductive, but not achieving this goal" kind of a wink. He shudders, before walking the other way to go slash some things with a sword.