Disclaimer: I don't own Chronicles of Narnia, or its characters.
A/N: Yes, this is a Peter/Susan fic. But I changed a few things around (you'll find out as you read the story) so that it's not quite as bad. So please, NO FLAMES! This is the first time that I wrote a Peter/Susan fic, so it might need some work. Enjoy!
Everyone has their secrets, and it was no different with King Peter the Magnificent or Queen Susan the gentle. And ever since Peter realized his feelings toward Queen Susan the Gentle were deeper than he thought, he began to avoid her. He figured the pain of not seeing someone is better than the pain of unrequited love.
And even though Susan never said anything, she noticed this, and not knowing how King Peter the Magnificent felt, often wondered about his strange behavior. At times, he would be extremely happy to see her, and other times, when she would ask him is everything was alright, he would glare at her for a moment before turning away and going to his room.
Today was no different, but Susan was determined to find out what was going on with Peter. That night, she looked around the castle and finally found him on the terrace, looking out at the sea. She stood there for a moment, unsure of what to say to him. Her sleeveless lavender nightgown blew in the night wind. After finally deciding on what to say; she quietly walked up behind him.
"Peter?"
He turned.
"Oh, it's you, Susan. What do you need?"
She swallowed before answering.
"Peter. I've noticed that you seemed very…distant lately…"
He cocked his eyebrow.
"And?"
Susan took a small step backwards. She didn't like the way he was acting, but she needed to know.
"And…" She continued. "I wanted to know if there was anything wrong."
Peter turned away from her and gazed at the water shimmering in the moonlight.
"Nothing is wrong, Susan."
"But-"
"Susan."
Peter walked up to her and placed his hands on her bare shoulders. His slightly calloused hands caressed her soft skin. She shivered as he continued.
"Nothing is wrong. If there was, you know I'd tell you."
Susan wasn't so sure this time.
"Peter…are you sure?"
"Yes."
He paused for a moment.
"You best be going to bed now."
He let go of her and walked back toward the edge of the balcony.
Susan sighed; but she wasn't through talking to him yet.
"You're a terrible liar, you know."
Susan couldn't see his face, but she saw his shoulders tense up.
"I don't want to talk about it. Now go."
"But Peter-"
"I said go!" His voice grew angry and Susan knew not to argue with Peter if he was in an agitated state.
A very frustrated Susan sighed. "Very well. Good night, Your Majesty!" She turned and went back inside.
Peter watched her storm off, surprised at her last statement. Never before had she called him "Your Majesty," even when she was angry.
"What could be so bad that Peter can't even mention it to me?!" Susan wondered as she trudged back to her room. She locked the door and sat down hard on her bed in thought.
After a few minutes, she sighed; nothing was coming to her. Her got up, walked over to her vanity, and sat down. She reached over and opened her jewelry box. She then took out a silver locket with a heart-shaped sapphire set in it. She then opened it up and looked inside.
In there sat two pictures. They were of her true father and mother. She wasn't a Pevensie at all, she never was. "And…" She sighed, thinking of Peter. "I probably never will be…" She closed the locket, placed it back in the box and buried her face in her hands.
"Oh Peter…" She thought as she did the one thing she thought she'd never do in Narnia.
She cried.
A/N: I hope you liked that. I'll try to update soon. Sorry if the chapter was short. Please review!