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Peter sat there for a while, until the dinning room was bathed in an orange colour, from the setting sun. He slowly stood and felt unsteady on his legs. He wondered whether Lucy had finished comforting Susan.

He retreated to his chamber and sat on his bed and felt very tired. But he could not sleep. She would haunt his dreams, like she were some beautiful ghost lost in his mind's eye. Yet she was real and reality told him that this was wrong. He should not kiss a sister in that way or even think about it.

But he did and he had and she had let him. He would have suspected her to push him away and tell him she hates him for what he was doing, yet she had not. She had only encouraged him to continue; her gentle touch speared his mind to abandon everything that was right and rewrite the rules.

The sun had disappeared long after Peter moved. He stood and felt his legs shake slightly. He went to the door and headed down the hallway to his sister's room. He stood outside it for a few moments before hesitating. Maybe this was a bad idea, but things couldn't stay as they were. They couldn't stay as they were.

He tapped lightly on the door, "Susan?"

There was no answer. He called her name a little louder, thinking she may not have heard him. A few seconds later the door opened and Susan stood there, looking at him.

"We really need to talk," said Peter seriously

"I figured that's why you came down here," she said and she moved aside so he could walk into her room, she lightly shut the door after him. She looked at him to find he was watching her. She turned away from him and said, "Well what do you want to talk about?"

"Us," said Peter, "Susan I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know what to think. Everything that we're been taught has told us that this is wrong. We're brother and sister. We…I shouldn't feel like this."

Susan remained silent. She walked away from her older brother and walked out to her baloney and stood there. She heard Peter come for her after a few moments but she still remained silent. She felt his warm hands on both her shoulders and she looked up at him.

She noted his blue eyes were brighter then usual and she turned to face him. She didn't say anything but leaned into him and rested her forehead against his solider chest. She felt his arms instantly wrap around her and she let his presence and smell consume her.

Finally when she spoke her voice was no higher then a whisper, "Nobody would think differently of us here. In Narnia there doesn't seem to be anything that says incest is wrong. Ed and Lu seemed to understand, even if Edmund thinks it's hilarious."

"How would you know that?" Peter voice was soft

"Lucy told me," she said simply and looked up at him. She looked into his blue gaze and watched as they dropped to her lips, then back to meet her hazel eyes.

Without another word Susan leaned up and pushed her lips to Peter's. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her fingers into his golden hair. She brushed her lips over her brother's and felt him smile against her mouth. She slowly pulled away only so she wouldn't kill her herself from not breathing. She placed her head down on his shoulder and felt his fingers run through her raven hair.

"You seemed rather upset before," said Peter, his voice was breathless but was filled with concern, "I thought you may have been upset with me or something, I thought-"

Peter stopped when Susan placed a finger over his lips to silence him. "I wasn't upset at you. I was just a little embarrassed about being caught kissing my elder brother by our younger siblings, who both seem to be more experienced then we thought…"

Peter laughed softly.

"Susan," he said after a while, "Maybe we should just keep this thing between ourselves a secret."

"It's hardly a secret," said Susan, "Ed and Lu already know."

"Yes," said Peter, "But I mean not to let anybody else in Narnia know. Not even Aslan, though I think he may already know."

"But, Peter," said Susan, looked up at him again, "Nobody would think any different of…"

She stopped when she saw Peter shake his head, "We can't be sure of that."

He leaned forward and kissed his sister's forehead. She rested her head against his chest again.

However little did they know that a small raven haired boy turned away from the scene down below with a grin on his face and it was only Phillip the horse that heard the boy say quietly, "I could just imagine mother's face."

Fin

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