This is the companion to my first book, A Traitor's Tale
This follows the tale of the other four Pevensie children. This will include stories of young Genevieve from the golden age, her life with the twins and Caspian in between PC and VOTDT, and y...
Warning: this is a little bit spicier of a chapter than my others
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Genevieve begged her parents and aunts and uncle and Caspian to play hide and seek with her in the Telmarine Castle the day after the battle.
The situation reminded the Pevensies of the day Lucy found Narnia for the first time so obviously they agreed to play. They had put the twins down for a nap, so the only place off limits was their room.
Peter started counting. Genevieve wanted to hide with Caspian since he knew the castle the best and would be able to find a good hiding place.
Edmund teamed up with his wife and Susan and Lucy teamed up too. Them being paired up made things significantly easier for Peter when he was seeking.
Peter's words rang out in the halls as the teams searched for the perfect place to hide.
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Jacqueline's POV
Edmund grabbed my hand and pulled me behind a thick curtain in the hallway, similar to where he hid when we played at the professor's mansion.
He pulled me close so that my back was pressed against his chest. He began trailing kisses down my neck. I shivered at the soft touch of his lips.
"Eddie," I muttered.
"Shh darling," he whispered into my ear. "We don't want Peter to find us now do we?" His warm breath against my neck sent a shudder all the way through my body. His lips continued spreading marks across my skin.
My legs felt weak and I leaned back into him. "Mmm," I hummed softly.
"You are so beautiful my love," he told me softly. He turned me around to face him and connected our lips. "And you taste just divine," he groaned against my mouth.
"Edmund," I whimpered. He moved lower and began kissing my neck, then my chest, then my stomach. "Eddie, I hear Peter coming."
"Then you better stay quiet," he warned with a sly grin before he resumed kissing lower and lower.
