The Cair Royals

When In Doubt, Always Ask Susan

"I don't believe it."

"If you're going to say we've run out of wine again already, I know that's a load of bull-" Lilith spoke, tying a robe round her and joining her husband on their small balcony who, she noticed, was sat over a newspaper.

"No. Look!"

The redhead sent him a look.

"What?"

"I can't read Portuguese."

"I thought you were a spy." He replied, still not over the enjoyment of having a new subject to wind her up with.

"Not a spy!" She glared, yet settled herself on his lap anyway. "I was a- Oh, give up! What is it?"

The blond smirked but turned back to the paper, "They announced it!"

"Well, it has been two weeks." Lilith spoke fairly, glancing down at the image of the smiling King and soon to be Queen on the balcony of Cair.

"Yes but- they could've waited until we got back." The High King near-grumbled.

Lilith leant back slightly to look at him, "You're really going to be that picky when you just married someone who nearly got him-"

"I've told you not to say that!"

She rolled her eyes, "My point is, clearly Edmund isn't going to be overly happy with you, this is probably just a dig. Or he doesn't care. In the end, he doesn't need you to hold his hand- he's got Gr- Sanya for that, now."

"I know. But it would've been nice for them to wait."

"It would have been nice for a lot of things to go different to the way they did go."

"Hm. I suppose the outcome's half decent, though." The blond replied with mock nonchalance as the pair smiled to one another.

"I suppose it is."

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"I should've just posted a picture of the ring on my Instagram and been done with it." Sanya groaned as the photographer fell off the ladder for the third time. "And for the LAST time, can't you just take the picture from normal level?"

"We need a full body image, Your Highness, and of the Gardens." Frank replied, smirking as Sanya went red. "I don't like falling off either."

"Just stand far back." Edmund sighed, crossing his arms. "It's alright if the Gardens aren't seen fully in the background."

"Queen Susan wanted the Gardens," Frank said- he had found it very difficult to say no to the gorgeous Queen- as he climbed up the ladder again, slipping once but not falling. "And added that it must be there, no matter what you say, Your Majesty."

"I'm going to throw myself off this fucking balcony now." It had been TWO HOURS.

Edmund laughed, before wrapping an arm around his fiancée's waist- making her grin- and smiling at the camera- the photographer having finally managed to get to the top.

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"Amaryllises?"

"Is that a disease?" Edmund spoke in a horrified tone as Susan strode over to his fiancée and he.

"It's a flower." Sanya clamped a hand on her mouth to keep from laughing out loud. "And no, tulips and roses for flowers. And no pink ones, either, or yellow."

The King and Queen stared at her in surprise- clearly, they had expected her to be even more uninvolved than Li- than their elder brother's wife in the wedding planning department.