Pulled

Bored again! Still workin' it out....

I learned while I was eating that I'd known Skandar, or Edmund as he insists on being called, since we were little. I know this didn't really happen, but he wouldn't listen to me when I said so. He only gave me strange looks. 

 To him, we were obviously very close, but I couldn't seem to figure out what it was. Everyone who walked by us gave us looks like we were the cutest thing in the universe. We were clearly together in some way since I woke up in his bed, but I was having trouble with how together we were. I wasn't wearing any sort or engagement ring or wedding band, so I was assuming we were just dating or something. Boy was I wrong.

 I also learned Skandar (Edmund) was king around here. It was all sounding too familiar when he kept mentioning his siblings, Peter Susan, and Lucy. I refused to believe that I was in a make believe land however. I was clearly being Punk'd or something. All I had to do was figure out how, or wait for the crew to pop out of nowhere. 

 Unfortunately that wasn't gonna happen, I was just beig stubborn. After I had eaten a nice little meal, Edmund led me back to what he kept saying was 'our' room I put on a new clean night gown and sat down on the bed. He sat next to me and just looked at me. I looked back after a while and then he moved in on me. His lips captured mine, and I was so stunned I ended up pushing him away. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and stared at him. I noticed how hurt he looked and I suddenly felt like apologizing. 

 "What's gotten into you, Ami?" He asked scooting closer to me. I was sitting in the center of the bed and he was sitting right in front of me. I shook my head and sighed.

 "I already told you, Ed," I said, noticing what I called him, "I don't know. I'm trying my hardest to figure it out and that didn't help at all."  He took in a deep breath, that seemed a big forced. I knew he was probably tired of my cluelessness. 

 "Amelia," He said taking my hands, "You are..." He seemed at a loss for words. I knew he was trying and I was strangely touched my it.

 "Edmund," I said suddenly, "Just pretend we're just meeting and I want to get to know you. Tell me all about you and your family. Oh, but first you're gonna have to remind me of my background." Edmund cocked an eyebrow at me and sighed.

 "OK, You are Amelia Cavendish. You're from Narnia. You're father was a very important knight and his last wishes were for you to have a good life. I've known you since we were 11 and 13. Peter agreed that your father should have his dying wish and then-"

 "I was given over to you?" I asked, stunned. Edmund nodded and smiled at me. This didn't tell me if we were already married or still engaged. 

 "Peter thought he was too old for you and he figured you'd be more comfortable with me since we were so close." He went on. He pulled me closer to him, and I didn't protest since he was warm and willing to hold me. I didn't realize I was cold until his warm and sting arms wrapped around me, "I am Edmund Pevensie. I am King Edmund, the Just. I would tell you the rest of it, but I don't want to say it all." He sighed and looked down at me. I hadn't realized how tired I was until then. I gave me a soft smile and he kissed my forehead.

 "I am King Edmund and you are my princess." he said moving me carefully to the top of the bed. He pulled the covers over us and I yawned unexpectedly. Edmund chuckled as he kept talking in a lower, softer tone, "And I love you." He gave my lips a small sweet kiss as I closed my eyes. I sighed contentedly and fell asleep.

 I hadn't learned whether I was married to this wonderful person or not, but my mind was shutting down the farther into sleep I fell.

 When I woke up the next morning, I was face to face with Edmund. He was really handsome, I noticed. Before Whenever I saw him I thought he was cute and atractive, but right then as he slept he looked different. I didn't know what made him look that way, but he was suddenly more attractive while he slept than I'd ever seen him. I noticed my arm was slung over him and his was around me in return, and I grinned. I flashed back to the night before and remembered him saying that he loved me. Did I hear correctly? How could he love me? He barely knows me. But he doesn't. He knows me more than I even know me. I'm still getting used to this new me, and I suddenly appretiated Dr. Who and his regeneration freak outs more. I always thought he flipped out because that was the type of person he was, but now I got it. I would most definitely be freaking out if Edmund wasn't asleep next to me or if I was alone.

 I started to wonder if this was going to be a new thing, changing every now and then, or if I was stuck as the freakishly tall red head with no freckles. I suppose I'd have to wait and see. Maybe I'd get a TARDIS too and be able to travel the universe. I started to warm up to that idea when Edmund kissed the tip of my nose.

 "You seem happy." he said msiling at me. I giggled lightly and grinned for some odd reason, "Are you still going to be weird?" I sighed and bit my lip, a stupid habit I wished would stop. 

 "I don't really know." I said, "Tell me just really quickly one more thing. I know it's gonna sound so odd, but please just answer without giving me the 'I think she's lost it' look you gave me all evening last night." He nodded and laughed a bit.

 "OK, I'll try." he said nodding. 

 "Are we...you know...are we married?" I asked suddenly feeling very awkward. Edmund laughed and his forehead rested against mine.

 "We are, but the people of Narnia don't know that." he said gently, "They all think that Peter should be the first to be married." I nodded, and felt surprisingly better. I supposed it was because I didn't have to worry about how to behave around people and that I had Edmund mostly to myself. He didn't ask me why I'd asked that and he didn't give me any funny looks. He just smiled at me. I smiled back and my arms slid up from around his waist to around his neck. He rubbed his nose against my cheek and I laughed as he pulled me closer to him. He kissed my cheek lightly and I let him move a little further and kiss me properly. I didn't push him back this time. I actually enjoyed it, and I kissed him back. He seemed happy by my reaction and went on with the kisses. I cetainly wasn't protesting, but it got to a point where I was going to have to stop him if he went any further. Not that there was anything wrong with it; we were married after all. But I hadn't ever even been kissed before now and I wasn't about to go any further unless I was completely sue I knew what I was getting into. 

 I was somewhat glad when there was a light knock on the door. Edmund pulled back and we both looked at the door as it opened slowly to Peter, looking stern.

 "Ed, c'mon." he said rolling his eyes, "We have things to do. It's already late in the morning." Edmund sighed sadly and nodded.

 "I'll be there in a few minutes Pete," he said. His older brother nodded and left the room again, moret han likely waiting outside by the door for Edmund. 

 Edmund started to kiss me again and I laughed, "I thought you had things to do." I said between his lovely kisses. He only smiled and brushed back my red curls before he gave me one more long kiss that changed my mind intirely on him leaving. 

 "I do." he said sitting up. He got dressed quickly and I did the same, even though he flushed everytime he looked at me in the process. We evidently hadn't reached that step yet. Someone had left a dress out for me to wear and Edmund seemed to like the way it looked on me because as soon as I was dressed he rested his hands on my hips and he kissed my forehead.

 "Will you meet me in the garden for lunch?" he asked gently. I smiled and nodded, even though I'd have to get directions to the garden.

 "Sure I will," I said moving my arms aorund his shoulders. He pecked my mouth quickly and nodded before he let go of me. I felt suddenly cold.

 "I'll see you then, I suppose." he said reaching for the door.

 I nodded and suddenly grabbed his hand, "Could you tell me where the garden is though?" He smirked and kissed me again. I could get used to this. 

 "I know I don't take you there often," he said rolling his eyes. I laughed and shook my head at him. He sighed and squeezed my hand, "Just meet me here before lunch and I'll show you." I nodded and stepped into him as he opened the door. I kissed him, completely unaware that Peter was watching us from outside, and Edmund grinned at me before he tucked my hair behind my ear and walked toward Peter. I flushed when I realized he must have seen us kiss just now.

 Now all I have to do is live until lunch.