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I woke up the next morning with puffy eyes and a sore throat. I don't think I'd ever cried so much. I sat up and look around. It was the first morning the sun wasn't up when I was; it seemed like even the narnian weather was sad. I had half a mind to have breakfast in bed. I couldn't though, I only have a undisclosed amount of time left here at Cair Paravel and I didn't want to be a prisoner in my own home.

I walked to the front door of my room and poked my head out. "Amira, if Peter comes by to take me to breakfast, tell him I've already gone even if I haven't."

She nodded her head in understanding and I walked back inside my room and to my dressing room. I began to get ready for the day, however awful it might be. When I had put my navy dress on, I reached for my necklace. I hesitated whether or not to put it on.

"Wear it," said a familiar voice. I turned to my dressing room door startled, only to find Pete leaning against it.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, brushing my hair.

"What are you doing?" he asked motioning to my necklace.

"Can you help me then?" I asked him. He moved closer to me, he took the necklace from my hand and put it on. He pulled away and his hand brushed my neck, I felt shivers and closed my eyes, savouring his touch.

"There. Lovely as ever," he said joking.

"Still romantic as ever," I joked.

"Only for you," he said. I turned to him and shook my head.

"We shouldn't be doing this."

"Doing what?" he asked.

I moved my arms in a circle, "This," I told him.

"We're talking Lex," he scoffed.

"Yes, talking fine. But you being in my room, seeing me get ready is not okay anymore," I told him.

"And it was okay before?" he asked, almost in disbelief at my objection of him being here.

"It was different."

"How can it have been different yesterday morning?" he asked me.

"It was different, because yesterday morning you and I weren't agreeing to arranged marriages with other people." With that, I got up and pushed passed him, making my way down the stairs to have breakfast.

At breakfast no one made a noise. All you could here was the sound of knives and forks hitting ceramic plates. No contact or communication was made, beside the small smile you received upon entering the room.

"I cannot stand this," said Lucy putting down her cutlery.

"Lu," muttered Pete.

"No, she's right. We can at least talk," said Susan.

"Yes, she's right," I said smiling at the two. "Lu, what would you like to talk about?"

Before Lucy could utter a word, Peter spoke up, "I thought talking was not okay anymore?" he asked me, his eyes glaring at me.

I sat in shock; he'd never spoken to me or looked at me like that. "Excuse me," I said as I wiped my mouth, placed down my napkin and walked out of the room.

"Good one Pete," I heard Susan say.

I ran down the hallway and stopped when I was completely out of breath. I slid down against the wall and started to sob.

"Lex? Lex! I'm sorry," yelled Pete as he ran down the hallway trying to find me. He ran straight past me, and a sigh of relief escaped my mouth. I didn't want another confrontation. He then double backed and found me against the wall. He knelt down. "I'm so sorry Lex," he whispered.

"It's fine," I told him.

"No it's not. I had no right to speak to you like that. It's just that this is so hard," he said sitting next to me.

"Pete, it's really fine. I made you feel that same way when you were in my dressing room. You just have to look at this situation were good things fall apart so better things fall together."

"This was a better thing," he said grabbing my hand.

"Pete," I said struggling to get my hand out of his grip.

"You're right, we can't keep doing this," he said looking away from me.

"Hey, I don't want it to be like this either. If the narnians were in better condition, trust me, I would be right next to you when fighting the Telmarines," I said touching his cheek so he'd face me again.

"How are you staying together through all of this?" he asked me, sincerely confused.

"I know that you'll always be mine, no matter who you marry and that the memories we've made together are there to keep that alive."

"Who's the romantic one now?" he joked.

"Probably still you," I told him smiling.

"Come on, we better go, there's still that council meeting to tackle." With that he held out his arm for me to help myself up. We then walked to the meeting room, ready to finalise our decision.

The tension in the room was thick. So much so that if you made a noise you'd send people over the brink of crazy.

"You're decision?" said Lord Peridan, who was uncharacteristically sad.

I stood up at my end of the table. "As I've been working closely with the Narnians, I have seen and learned that they are not ready for another war," my voice cracked as I finished, the sobs were ready to come out.

Peter stood up and nodded at me, "We have both decided to accept the offers from the Telmarines, as it would be a better choice than to put our people through another war."

Gasps filled the room, many mutters of disbelief rumbled through my ears. The council and rest of the Pevenise's were shocked.

"Is this decision final?" asked Lord Peridan.

"Yes," Peter and I said in unison.

"Very well then. As that is the decision, we are to travel to Telmar in three days for a ball in honour of both engagements," Lord Peridan announced.

"That soon?" I asked in surprise.

"Princess, I am afraid you'll be living in Telmar within four months, nearly everything has been planned," he said walking over to me.

"I don't even know his name!" I exclaimed, at this everyone but Lord Peridan and Peter shuffled out of the room.

"He's name is Caspian Jacob, named after his grandfather and father," he said placing a hand on my shoulder giving me a small smile and leaving the room.

"Oh and, all courtship gifts need to be returned as the courtship had now officially ended," he said regretfully.

Peter nodded at him and as fast as the room filled with people, the faster they all left.

Peter slid off his ring and placed it on the table. He wouldn't make eye contact as he pushed it so it came sliding towards me.

"Officially ended," I whispered loud enough for Peter to hear.

"Well, I know that you'll always be mine," he said. I picked up the ring and walked towards him. I turned around, gesturing for him to take off my necklace.

"Reminders of what were and could have been," I said after he took of the necklace. It spun in circles, making it look like the boy and girl were dancing. I smiled, having never noticed it before.

"That's why I wanted to give it to you after our first dance," he said making the pendant spin again.

"I wish I'd known before," I told him, offering him a smile.

"You know now," he said returning one. We stood their awkwardly, looking at the gifts that had once been ours.

"I know it seems like I just gave up Pete, but I want you to know that it was hard for me too. I really did mean it when I said I'd never leave you," I told him. My heart was pounding at the confession I'd just made.

"I know you didn't give up, there was just nothing we could do to save everything. Trust me, if there was I'd do it. I'd give everything to able to walk you to breakfast like every other morning, to dance with you, without my name having to be on a dance card. And I promised you that I'd never leave you too, and now I have too and with the people I trust the least. But if anything happens, send for me, I'll be there within a heartbeat," he told me.

I started to feel warm droplets fall down my cheeks. I couldn't handle it anymore. I ran away from him in tears, for the second time that day. I ran up the stairs, up to the highest point in the castle. I looked out across all the lands, afraid this would be one of the last times I'd be able to do this.

"Want to talk about it?" asked Su, as we sat in the dressmakers getting our gowns for the Telmar ball.

"What is there to say?" I asked her monotone, my eyes straightforward.

"Like where's you necklace," she said. I lifted my hand to my neck. I hadn't felt it this bare since I arrived in Narnia.

"I had to return it. It made the courtship end official."

"Okay, what about his name?" she asked.

"Caspian Jacob named after his grandfather and father."

"Alexea, come on, maybe it won't be so bad," she said letting my head rest on her shoulders.

"How can it not be bad Su? In four months, I won't see you every day, I won't be living here. I won't be with the person I love," I told her.

"Does he know then?" she asked me. I sat up and looked at her confused. "Does he know you love him?".

"No, we'd never said it to each other."

"Are you going too?" she asked sheepishly.

"No, it'll just make things worse to cope with," I told her.

"You won't regret it?" she asked putting her arm around me.

"No, not yet anyway," I smiled at her.

"I'll miss you, you know," Susan replied.

"I'll miss you too, you're my sister," I replied.

"I wish there was some way we could still be together every day," she said.

"You can marry a Telmar lord too," I said joking.

Before she could reply, a dryad brought out our dresses and laid them in front of us.

"As a gift from us, we've made you a special dress. We'll miss being your dressmakers Princess," said the dryad on behalf of her and the others buzzing about.

"Oh don't worry, I'll be sending you dress orders," I joked trying to lighten the mood.

"Will you try it on then?" asked Susan.

"Of course," I replied as I walked over to the room separator. I undressed and re dressed. My dress for the ball was deep red ball gown. The top was material that clung to my body; it had a deep v-neck line and long sleeves. The bottom was made up of tulle and being a ball gown, puffed out. I walked out to reveal my dress.

"Just as we imagined!" exclaimed a naiad.

"I envy it!" said Susan, staring at me.

"You look like a true narnian princess," said another dryad.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror, this was one of the last times I'd ever be dressing as a Narnian in such vibrant colours. And this thought too, bought the tears back to my eyes.

I fell asleep that night thinking about what happened after the chess game.

"We better get out of this library," Peter said. I got up off his lap and held out my hand for him to hold.

"I'm going to be a crying mess from now on," I told him as we walked the stairs up to our rooms.

"And I'm going to be a mess thinking of you crying," he replied.

"Are we sure about our decision?" I asked him.

"We're doing the right thing," he reassured me.

"I don't even know his name. And if he's anything like he's sister, I swear I'll die."

"Well, I've got his sister," he said smiling at me. I smiled back.

"You don't think in time you'll begin to love her do you?" I asked scared of this answer.

"I don't know honestly," he replied. I sighed in relief. "Do you think you'll be able to love him?".

"I can't answer yet, I haven't met him," I responded. Peter put his arm around me, bring us closer together.

"I won't hold it against you if you do," he told me placing a kiss on the side of my head.

"Neither will I, I mean if it's possible to love that piece of work," I retorted. He chuckled at my comment.

"You have to be nice, she'll be your sister-in-law," he replied as we got to out the front of my door.

"Don't remind me!" I exclaimed softly.

We stopped outside my door, after tonight things were going to be different.

"Can I come in?" he asked softly.

"Pete, we'll get caught and things have to be different now," I told him softly.

He nodded, "I understand. Besides if you now can't be in my arms every night, I don't want you in them at all. It'll hurt less."

"Pete," I said and stepped closer to him. I placed a hand on his cheek. He reached up his hand and placed it over mine. I traced his jaw line, the ridge of his nose, over his eyes and his lips with my other hand, trying to etch every little bump and prickled of his beard into my mind. I moved the hand on his cheek away but he moved his face into it; his lips kissing my fingers.

"Lex," he said and moved toward me so now our noses were touching. I began to cry again, he reached his hand up to wipe them away. "Last kiss?" he asked holding back his sobs. I nodded and at once, he crushed my lips to his. Our lips overlapped each other amongst the emotions. If this was truly our last kiss, I'm glad it was. I could feel his tears and mine mix together, falling onto our lips, we were literally kissing each other's tears away.

He pulled back when he was out of breath, panting slowly. His eyes were the same blue the night of his birthday. They showed me how much he loved me. "Goodnight Lex," he said. He held on to my hand as I reached out for him. He choked back sobs.

"Pete," I said following him.

"Lex, no. You've got to go to bed," he replied crying as well. I could hardly breath, I'd worked myself up so much.

"It's so hard," I told him deliriously.

"I know, Lex. I, lo..." I cut him off.

"If you say what you're going to say, don't. It'll just make it harder," I told him.

"Well then go," he said placing his hand on my cheek. I turned my face into his hand, my lips running along the divots that separated his fingers. I nodded a yes and walked away from him. I didn't look back as I heard the sobs escape him, for I knew, I just run straight back into his arms.