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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩.𝐨.𝐯.

"We had a little trouble along the way"
I told father.
"Our brother's been captured by the white witch.''
Peter explained.
"Captured? How could this happen?"
"He betrayed them your majesty."
Mr Beaver told Aslan.

The crowd behind us began to murmur.
"Then he has betrayed us all!"
The centaur we saw outside the tent spoke.
"Peace, Oreius. I'm sure there's an explanation."
Father said, calmly.

"It's my fault, really."
Peter spoke.
"I was too hard on him."
I walked forward and put my hand on his shoulder to reassure him that it's okay, I turned and spoke.
"We all were too hard on him, I'm sorry Father."
I spoke, looking down in shame.

"Sir, he's our brother."
Lucy said.
"I know, dear one. But that only makes the betrayal all worse. This might be harder than you think."
Father explained to the Pevensie's.

~𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐩~

I walked up one of the hills to see Peter looking at the magnificent castle.
"That's Cair Paravel, the castle of the four thrones. In one of them, you will sit, Peter, as the high king."
I told him, he looked down.
"Do you doubt the prophecy?"

"No Y/n, that just it. Y/n, I'm not who you think I am!"
He began.
"No, you're Peter Pevensie, formerly of Finchley. You're brave, kind and care very deeply for your family

"Peter, there is a deep magic, more powerful than any of us, even more powerful than my father! It rules over Narnia. It defines right from wrong and governs all of our destinies. Yours, and mine."

I explained, from my Father's own words he once said to me.
"But I couldn't even protect my own family, or you!"
"But, you've brought us safely this far."
Peter sighed.
"Not all of them."
"Peter, my father will do what he can to save Edmund. He too, wants everyone to be safe."

I turned around and hugged him tightly, he froze in surprise but hugged back quickly.
"Y/n, there's something I need to tell you..."
I stopped hugging him and looked at him? I could feel the butterflies in my stomach, as if they wanted to leap out. His face had a light blush and his eyes kept moving from one place to another.
"I really like you.. like, like like you. If you feel the same way, could I..be your boyfriend?"
Peter asked bashfully while looking away
Could this really be true? Peter Pevensie, the boy that I like, liking me back?!

Because of the long silence, Peter began to splutter out.
"It's okay if you don't like me back! I don't want this to ruin our friendship! I-"

A big smile made its way to my face and I hugged him super tightly.

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