Little bit shorter than the first chapter and it's a bit of fluff, but probably necessary! Please pop down to that review box and tell me what you think so far! I'd love to hear your thoughts! Hope you enjoy! :)x

I was nudged awake by Peter. I nestled into his side more, and then my eyes shot opened. "What are you still doing here?" I asked him whispering.

"Obviously I fell asleep," he said joking.

"Well be caught," I told him, tightening my embrace on him more.

"Well then, I better go," he said kissing the top of my head.

"No, five more minutes," I replied sleepily. He chuckled and stayed.

"What about breakfast?" he asked. I shot up straight away. Not such a good idea as my head started spinning thanks to the amount of wine consumed last night. I fell back down on the bed with a thud. "Headache?" he asked. I nodded in reply. "I'll go get the healer."

"You'll get caught," I said, the volume of my voice hurting my head even more.

"I'll go through my room," he whispered. He walked out of the room, still in last night's clothes. I sat up slowly when I heard him run back.

"What is it?" I asked him concerned.

"We've got company," he replied holding out his hand for me to take. I walked towards him and took his hands, I followed him into the sitting room were Amira and Oreius stood.

"Morning," Oreius bellowed. I clutched the side of my head, the volume from his greeting made my head throb even more. "To much wine?" he asked chuckling.

"How'd you know?" I asked him.

"About the wine or you too being in the same room last night?" he said smirking.

I sighed, "Both, I guess."

"Well firstly, I knew about the wine because Peter was the same last year after Susan's birthday and this morning when I went to tell Peter that breakfast was cancelled and there was brunch, when he wasn't there, I could only guess where he'd be."

"Our punishment?" Peter asked him softly.

"From now on there will be a guard at the door that joins your rooms during the night. You both knew the rules, visiting is during the day, never night or before breakfast," Amira said.

"Fair enough, but Amira could you please get me the healer?" I asked her slumping on the couch closest to me. Oreius and Peter laughed at my pain.

"Better get ready for brunch your majesties," said Oreius as he motioned Peter out of the room. I gave him a small wave and he was gone.

"How's your head?" Peter asked as we walked down to breakfast.

"I can tell you one the for sure, I'm never consuming that much wine again," I told him, shielding the eyes from the harsh light.

"Clearly not better," he chuckled.

"I just need food," I told him resting my head on his shoulder as we descended the staircase.

"Well just remember we have guests and don't take all their food," he replied jokingly.

"I should've just stayed in bed then," I moaned.

"Oh come on, I'm sure they're feeling the same too. King Lune had drunk so much, he was kissing my cheeks by the end of the night," he laughed. I joined him as we entered the dining room.

"There you two are! Sleep in did we!?" yelled Edmund.

"Shush," King Lune and I said in unison. The rest of the royals laughed.

"Not feeling well dear?" asked Queen Lilian who sat next to me.

"Too much wine," I explained to her as she passed me a plate of fruit and breakfast muffins.

"Yes, I'm afraid we've all be there dear. You get used to it with time. I'm so used to it, an hour after I wake up I'm as good as new," she said smiling.

"What about King Lune?" asked Rabadash from down the table.

"He on the other hand, forgets his limits," she said jokingly. We all laughed.

We all drifted off to do our own things after brunch. Lunch was not being served due to the late breakfast so the next time we'd all be together was afternoon tea. I'd gone up to do some work. I still had to help many Narnians rebuild their lives after to 100 year winter. So far I'd helped get rid of those ridiculous taxes the Witch made them pay, and for that they were happy.

I worked for hours on plans of building schools for the children. My headache had not yet disappeared and I was growing tired. I was about to fall asleep when Pete walked in.

"Is that what you call working?" he asked me, coming behind me and placing a kiss atop my head.

"You just missed all the hours I have been working," I told him my eyes nearly drifting closed.

"Well, it's tea time. I came to get you," he said pulling me up.

Peter half carried, half dragged me to the eastern garden. He sat me down next to Queen Lilian who was nursing a sleeping Corin.

"Would you like to hold him?" she asked, noticing me stare at the sleepy child.

"Of course," I said reaching out for him. For a two year old boy, Corin was very baby like. Peter noticed me holding the child and cooed at him.

"Maybe soon you'll have one of your own," the Queen said joking. Peter blushed as he turned to me.

"I'm not even eighteen yet," I replied laughing. Peter sighed with relief as I said that. Queen Lilian must've heard because she shook her head grinning.

"How are you, my darling girl?" she asked when Peter returned to his conversation with Prince Rabadash.

"Happy. I love it here, and I love the company I'm in," I said rocking Corin in my arms.

"Good, good. And with Peter?" she asked giving me a knowing smile.

"What can I say? I'm with a man, who's charming and brave, who makes me happy and sneaks into my room, even though he knows he can get in trouble," I told her laughing. I looked to her, passing her a waking Corin.

She rocked the boy back into slumber. "So then what was the fight about?" she looked at me.

"You heard that?" I asked her embarrassed.

"King Lune and I watched it my dear. Our room was facing that way and when we heard shouting we couldn't resist."

I sighed, she'd get it out of me one way or another, "Isobella flirted, he flirted back. I tried to get even by doing the same with Rabadash," I dismissed it all with my hand.

"Oh yes, I've been there," she paused and laughed at her memories. "But, you know he loves you."

I nearly spat out my mouthful of watermelon in surprise. "What? How can you tell?" I asked her.

"Oh, easy! It's his eyes. He looks at you differently now, yesterday at the greeting it's was with great feeling, this morning it was with love. He just looks at you and stares or smiles. Lune's mother told me the same thing when we first were married." She looked at me and I know knew my thoughts from last night were confirmed. "What happened last night that changed it all? She asked.

"Nothing, out of the ordinary," I said taking a sip of my tea, keep lasts night memories to myself.

At the end of tea, the males in the party went off the duel each other, the women however retreated to the library. Just before leaving, Isobella approached me.

"Hello Princess," she said bowing.

"Isobella," I replied, "What can I help you with?"

"I was just admiring the garden and was wondering if you could show me around the others," she asked politely.

"Of course," I replied hesitantly.

We were in the northern gardens the next time we spoke about anything non-plant related.

"What are you and Peter?" she drawled in her accent.

"Together, why?" I asked her.

"Isn't it enough you are a Princess without having to steal chances at a good life away from girls like me?" she yelled, our conversation suddenly escalating into a fight.

"Excuse me. It is not my fault Peter and I have feelings for each other," I replied as coolly as I could.

"Princess, with all due respect, you better find a way to suppress those feelings and stop getting in my way," she said hissing.

"Who are you to tell me what to do? The last time I checked, Princess' don't take orders from non-titled people," I replied. I mentally kicked myself for using my title against someone.

"Well we'll see who has the title when I'm finished here." She walked away fast, and I stood there in confusion as to what she had meant by that.

Furious, I followed her into the Cair, not going towards the library but up the stairs to Peter's room.

"Is Peter in here?" I asked Oreius, pacing in front of the door waiting for his answer.

"Yes, he just got back from the duels," he replied watching me.

"Good," I said as I pushed open the doors. They swung back and slammed against the walls. Peter turned around startled by the noise. Oreius quickly came in and closed the doors.

"That girl," I said balling my hands into fists and pacing once again.

"Oreius, a minute please," Peter said. The centaur agreed and stepped outside the room. "Lex, calm down, what's going on?" he asked me.

"Isobella, that's what's going on! She told me to stay away from you! Who does she think she is?" I yelled. Peter grabbed my arms, holding me so I stayed still.

"Why did she say that?" he asked concerned.

"Apparently my being with you takes her chances at having a good life away from her," I told him, trying to calm myself down.

"After last night, I thought we'd made it perfectly clear," he said confused.

"Well apparently not. She wants me to get out of the way, so she can have you."

"I told you I didn't like those Telmarines," he huffed. He embraced me and rubbed my back. "Don't worry about it. There's really nothing she can do. They're leaving tomorrow anyway," he said, at last his words had finally calmed me down.

"Remind me to tell Susan, not to invite them here again," I told him. He laughed.

"You know we can't do that, although I wouldn't mid it either." He said. I pulled away from his and kissed him softly.

"Thank you," I told him sighing, my rage that I had five minutes ago suddenly dispersed.

"Shouldn't you be in the library?" he asked me.

"She's in there. I cannot stand to be in the same room as her. Her arrogance astounds me!" I said working myself up again.

"Calm down Lex, tomorrow they'll be gone and we won't see then until Ed's birthday."

"We're not inviting them," I told him sternly.

"Yes, I know you told me before." He said laughing at me. He was aabout to kiss me when we were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in," Peter said. Susan then bounded over to us, letter in hand.

"From Isobella," she said. I felt my face contort in rage.

I opened it. It said:

Dearest Princess,

Why should the men have all the fun? I propose a friendly duel. Meet me at the training ground at seven.

Your friend, Isobella.

I closed the envelope, my blood boiling even more than it was before.

"What does it say?" asked Susan.

"She's proposing a duel," I said my voice monotone.

"For what?" asked Pete.

"It doesn't say but I've got a pretty good idea," I told them.