Fairytale?

Chapter 38- Standing By The Steady Ripples

It will all other Houses beat
The ever have been made or mended,
With rooms concise, or rooms distended.
You'll find us very snug next year,
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(warning: sexual content)
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"Sanya." Maude called, without even turning around or looking up from her magazine. "Stop lurking like a ghost, be a woman, and come speak to me."

Sanya blinked. She had been standing by the doorway of the drawing room for almost half an hour- she'd been fidgeting nervously, biting her nails and chewing at her bottom lip alternatively, not sure whether to go in or not.
She'd really thought she was being inconspicuous.
"No, it's alright." She said, very quietly. "I'll just- I will- I'll stand here."

"Child, stop being a nuisance, and just come here."

Yes, she was a High Queen and Queen Mother and Queen Consort, as well as the descendant of the God of the Seas- but not even a Deity could've resisted Maude's command, she was sure.
So, she went, sitting down next to her grandmother.

The old lady clicked her tongue in disapproval, "Always sitting down like a sack of potatoes. I should have sent you to a finishing school."

"Normal school finished me, so I don't think that's necessary." She said, raising her hand to her mouth to bite her nails again.
But Maude, still reading her magazine, slapped it down.
"Ow! What!?"

She ignored her.
"Before you say something which will undoubtedly ruffle me-" She closed the magazine, and set it to her side- but still did not turn towards the bride-to-be. "I've made an appointment with my estate agent for the weekend after next, for you and that boy. He'll show you houses near Cambridge-"

"So soon?" She interrupted her. She hadn't expected that. "But we don't get married till May."

She snorted, "It's not just picking and buying the house, which is a tedious process in itself. There's paperwork-"

Obviously, Edmund would be handling that.

"And furnishing-"

Oh, khub bhalo. More decisions!

"And the move itself. It isn't a one-day process."

"Okay. Thank you." She said that, not only because she was grateful- she was grateful, very much- but because it was best to not aggravate her grandmother anymore. She had been quite cold since Sanya had begun her job at the London Zoo- so cold, in fact, that it unnerved her greatly.
Sanya had been trying her best to melt her iciness like she had once melted an ice castle- which was why she had agreed without complaint to an engagement party in April, when the groom-to-be would be on break from university for Easter.
She didn't want to make her upset- and she really needed her to be in slightly high spirits for what she was about to tell her.
"I have something to tell you."

"Are you pregnant?"

"No." Why did everyone keep asking her that!? "After we get married, I'm changing my name."

Maude finally looked at her- and, to Sanya's surprise, she did look taken back. Was it really surprising? But it was the norm- especially in this world- wasn't it?
"You are?"

"Yes." Moment of truth. "To Reza-Pevensie."
She had decided that before she had even come to this world. Her name by birth, which was also her Abba's name- and her wedded name. It was about time that she finally made that official- legal.

"Reza?" Because of her accent, it came out like a mix between reap and razor. "Whose name is that?"

"My name by birth."