It would be an understatement if one would say that you and Edmund have history together. You first met when you were fighting the Telmarines along side your friend, Caspian, and reconnected on the Dawn Treader. Though it was a short time, feelings developed and soon you both had fallen for each other.

Sadly, Edmund was insistent on going back home, he went as far to ask you to come with him, but you refused. You were queen of Archanland, you had a duty to your people. So, you both parted ways, after many tears were shed.

Today you were getting married, to a fine young man, Louis, He was handsome and you liked him, politically, he was great. Louis wasn’t Edmund. Thought he came in as a close second. You loved him.

As you were walking down the aisle, you turn to your left, with a smile only to see, in the very back row, Edmund. Your eyes widened, but carried on.

When It came down to say “I do” and to sign the papers, you spoke with scared tone. “I can’t do this”

The guards shuffled everyone out. Louis looked at you with confusion, heartbreak and worry, but he gave you space. You sat on the steps near were you once stood, your wedding gown taking up half the space with a sad expression on your face.

“Did you just do that for me?” A familiar voice spoke.