chapter nine

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the year 1002...

Alexandra laughed as Susan ran across the throne room, fixing table decorations and placements of dignitaries. It was her first big gala, and she had this innate need for everything to be perfect. It was December, so Susan decided to throw an early Christmas ball, and therefore needed about 10 Christmas trees, (which Peter and Edmund were currently getting.)

Alex pulled her overcoat tighter around her, a chill breeze flying through the castle. She yelled out to her friend. "We are still getting the extra candles for the ball? I would hate to see our guests shivering."

Susan nodded. "I already received those. The fauns will be putting them up tonight in preparation."

"Excellent." She grabbed her hand. "Why don't you take a break? You need to eat."

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Edmund and Peter burst through the dining room doors, covered in snow. The girls laughed at their pink faces.

Lucy smirked. "Have fun, did you?"

Edmund laughed. "I did." He shoved his brother before sitting down. "Not so sure about Peter. He was complaining the whole time."

Peter murmured into his stew. "I did not."

Alex giggled. "I find that hard to believe. You've always been a big baby."

"I have not-"

Susan rolled her eyes. "I seem to remember shivering while walking down the halls only two days ago."

Peter glared at his sister. "Whose side are you on here?"

Susan ignored her brother and looked at Alexandra teasingly. "Lord Eluna asked about you again."

Alex's face turned red. "Really?"

Susan nodded. "I was walking to my morning meeting, and he stopped me in the hall to ask where you were."

Lucy laughed. "Someone's got a secret admirer."

Edmund murmured. "It's not exactly a secret Lu-"

Peter looked up from his food. "So, Lord Eluna?"

Alex nodded. "He's sweet."

He smirked. "He's not the best swordsman."

Alex sighed. "I don't measure a man's worth by his swordsmanship."

He looked across the table, his eyes full of curiosity. "So what do you measure a man's worth by?"

Susan looked at Edmund, and rolled her eyes, murmuring. "Here we go."

Alex glared at the eldest Pevensie. "Do you really want to know?"

He nodded. "Yes, that is why I asked."

She smirked. "Well they have to be extremely tall, an amazing ruler, and hmm what else..." She returned to her earlier glare. "Not you."

He slapped his hand to his heart. "You wound me, Alexandra."

She rolled her eyes. "I don't need to lay out my requirements for you, thank you very much."

Lucy huffed. "Can we talk about something else please?"

Alex nodded. "I'd be glad to, Lu." She smiled at the young girl. "How was tutoring today?"

Lucy smirked and went on and on about how she had pranked the mean tutor, Alexandra and her siblings listening intently. Well, all of them besides Peter. He was staring at Alex, trying to figure out how to finally woo her.

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