Legends

Chapter VI- We Were Neon In A Grey Crowd

The construction on Cair Paravel began as soon as Lucy finished her drawings from memory. But it was still an amazement for everyone. A Telmarine wanting to rebuild the Narnian capital, what a contradiction. Lords of the land and neighbouring countries had started to parade their daughters before the Narnian kings, in hopes of a match.

"The Calormene ambassador continues to try to match up Caspian with Adila. They are not even interested in one another!"

"Easy, Susan. I haven't seen you this upset about something in a long time. Not since the Rabadash incident, and I came home."

"What do you think is going to happen?"

"I'm not of the habit of anticipating things, Susan."

"Kayla, you and Ivar are needed in the council room."

"Why, Edmund?"

"The Calormene ambassador and his son-."

"I get it. Let me change clothes real quick. I need to get inside their heads."

"Kayla, just how are you getting inside their heads?"

"The same way I got into Rabadash's."

"Oh no, not that dress."

"Oh yes, that dress."

Once Kayla had changed, she made her way to the council room, where Ivar was already waiting for her. The rest of the family was already there.

"Kayla Marie-."

"Nevermind the dress, Daddy. I have a reason for it."

"What's going on?"

"Lord Ivar, it would surely benefit our nations if you break off your engagement with Lady Kayla, and allow her to marry my son."

"First of all, my fiancée makes her own decisions. Once she's set, there is no stopping her. Second of all, you just want your son married to Kayla for her throne. You need to keep in mind, ambassador, that it is a woman who rules Terebinthia. Kayla never has, nor will she ever allow a man to control her!"

"Is that not why you are marrying her, Lord Ivar?"

"I'm marrying Lady Kayla because I love her! I have my own throne!"

"And pray tell, what throne is that?"

"King of Ettinsmoor and the Wild Lands of the North!"

Kayla decided to be bold, very bold, with her next move.

"And besides, ambassador Hasim, I don't think your son is as good of a kisser as Lord Ivar is."

Without hesitation, she pulled Ivar into a very heated kiss, that almost turned into a makeout session. Right in front of EVERYONE.

"That was just to show you what you won't get, Jalil."

Mr. Bedwell and Mr. Andersen could only smirk at the Calormene ambassador during that.

"And I have a question to ask of Queen Susan."

At the sound of Caspian's voice, everyone had an idea of what he was going to ask. Peter, Edmund, Ivar, and Mr. Pevensie all nodded to Susan, giving her reassurance.

"What is it you want to ask me, Caspian?"

"With your respect, and your permission, I would like to court you. And I am not doing this because of the ambassador wanting to marry me to his daughter. I am doing this, because I like you as a person. Your father and your brothers, even Ivar, have already given me permission to court you."