Today is my wedding. To Emma. I'm dressed up in a tux. A huge smile on my face.
~AT THE CHURCH~
Emma and her father were walking down the isle. Emma looked well, wow. She looked beautiful. Professor Kirk told me to take good care of her. We said our vouse and the preacher said "You may kiss the bride." And I did just that. Susan and Lucy cried along with my mum. Smiling all the while. Edmund looked dazed as if he couldn't believe that his older brother was married. And the professor looked sad but happy at the same time.
~ONE AND A HALF YEARS LATER~
I'm at the hospital. Hearing Emma shout cry and scream. She's been in labor for at least 6 hours. Finally, the nurse walked out saying its a girl. We all cheered Susan, Lucy, Edmund, the professor my mum and dad and I. Her name is, Hermione Emma Pevensie. Now we have the start of a family. And that's all I ever wanted.
~THE END~
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A Peter Pevensie Love Story (Edited)
RomansaI am not C.S Lewis. I don't own NARNIA I just own Emma. This is also my first story that's why the chapters are so short. And I found out that the professors last name IS Kirke. I forgot while writing it, so will you PLEASE stop telling me that...
