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I Need You Now Chapter 29

I stood in front of the mirror looking at myself, criticizing my looks as a way to calm down my rushing nerves. I wasn't sure whether I was breathing normally or erratically, but whatever breathing I was doing, it wasn't helping my nerves at all.

"Lizzie? Are you alright?" I heard Susan ask from behind me, but my eyes were still glued to the mirror. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the person that was looking back at me. I couldn't believe that she, I mean I, was wearing a wedding dress, ready to join lives with someone else.

"Susan...I..." My voice went off into silence as I kept staring at my reflection, unsure what to say or even think. My mind was so clouded with many different thoughts, it was very hard to make them out.

"You're not having second thoughts are you?" I turned my head and looked at Susan, in her pretty flattering dress and her curled hair, and couldn't help but feel jealous. Susan was very beautiful and I have always been a little jealous of her.

She had always had the perfect 'lady of society' look and until recently, I hadn't been so sure of myself or how I looked. In Narnia, it didn't really matter what any of us looked like because we weren't respected for our looks. But here, in this world, looks seemed to dominate the minds of everyone.

"Of course not Susan. I love Peter." I smiled at her, reassuring her. I really did love Peter, I loved him more than words could describe. I knew that if we were in Narnia, there would be no hesitation at all, I'd marry Peter over and over.

"I want to marry him. I will marry him." I looked over my dress and adjusted it a little before I stood up straight and smiled.

"You're worried about whether it's too soon aren't you?" I didn't turn back to look at Susan, instead I kept my gaze where it was.

"We just got back Susan. Isn't that too soon?" I sighed and ran my hands down the wedding dress I was wearing and smiled at it. It wasn't the most extravagant dress, but it was beautiful nonetheless.

"After everything you've been through, I'm surprised you two actually waited instead of eloping." This time I actually turned and looked at Susan, with a wide-eyed look on my face, I gaped at her.

"Susan!" She smiled sweetly at me and came to stand behind me, putting a hand on my shoulder and giving it a comforting squeeze.

"Do not take offence to it Lizzie. I'm just commenting on how in love you two are." I smiled and pulled at my dress a little, blushing and shuffling my feet.

"I'm scared Susan. I'm frightened." I tore my eyes from the floor and looked at Susan, who had no look of shock or disappointment written anywhere on her face or eyes.

"Your going to be sharing your life with someone else completely. It's okay to be scared." I nodded and looked back at the mirror for a moment before I straightened my posture and took a long, deep breath.

"I'm ready." I saw Susan smile behind me, and she reach out and grabbed my arm gently, pulling me away from the mirror, and out of the room.

"Here goes everything." I muttered to myself and bit my lip, keeping my head held high.

Peter's POV

I sat down in the chair with my head in my hands, nervous, shaking and unsure of myself. I had fought great battles, taken war against the White Witch, twice might I add, but when it came to marrying Elizabeth, I was shaken.

"You've done it one Peter, you can certainly do it again." I heard Edmund chuckle beside me, and I rolled my eyes and reached out to hit him. He thought this was all too amusing but, but he didn't know how incredibly nervous I was.

"I know! But it's different this time. We're younger, and this time..." I groaned and rubbed my temples roughly.

"..this time there's a major war Ed. This time...what if I have to go to war and leave her behind? What if I can't get a job or can't find a house for us?" I ran my fingers through my hair and let out a big, long sigh. I was ready to marry her, I was. loved Elizabeth more than anything in the world, but with love came a lot of concerns; a lot of concerns that I did not have when I was in Narnia.

"Pete...relax. You don't have to worry about this today. It can wait until later." I heard Ed say from behind me but I didn't move. Not until I felt a hand on my shoulder and a knock on the door.

"Peter, she's ready You have to get into your place." I looked back behind me and saw Lucy giving me an encouraging smile.

"You look beautiful Lucy." I smiled at her and stood up nervously. i wrung my hands together, not enjoying the, almost, foreign feeling of nerves.

"I never thought I would see the day when High King Peter was a ball of nerves." Ed joked from beside me and pushed me lightly. I turned and glared at him and fixed my jacket, giving him a warning not to do that again.

"Hurry!" Lucy yelled at Ed and I, trying to keep her voice as hushed as possible.

Elizabeth's POV

I took a deep and held my bouquet in my hands tightly, trying to breathe as normally as I could. I knew that our wedding was small, with only our family and friends here, but it still made me nervous. I was about to marry my very best friend, my one true love, during one of the most frightening moments in time.

"Its time." I looked at Susan and hugged her tightly, while trying not to ruin my dress, and pulled away. I wiped some tears away from my eyes and smiled brightly at her.

"I'm glad that you're going to be my sister." I smiled and took one last deep breath before the doors to the church opened. I could hear the organ from deep inside the church, but the only thing I was paying attention to was Peter.

I blinked my eyes a couple times and saw Lucy walk ahead of Susan, with what I could imagine was a wide smile on her face. I closed my eyes for a moment and felt someones hand squeeze mine before they let go.

I opened my eyes and saw Peter standing at the alter in a dark brown jacket with a nice white shirt underneath. But I wasn't too focused on that. instead, i was focused on his smiling face, his bright eyes and gentle smile. I smiled back at him and found my breathing was laboured and uneven.

I counted the steps, my feet teasing me, getting heavier and heavier with each step trying to stop me from going to the man that I was going to spend my life with.

"You look beautiful Elizabeth." I blushed and walked up to the alter, standing in front of Peter and held my flowers in my hand tightly before I turned around slightly and handed them to Susan. When I turned back around, my eyes connected with Peter's and I felt a whole range of emotions wash over me.

"Dearly Beloved we are gathered here today to unite this man and this woman in holy matrimony." I looked at the priest for a moment before looking back at Peter. I felt him grab my hands, holding them in his. I felt his thumbs running over my hands, drawing tiny circles on the backs of them.

I could hear the priest keep talking, but I wasn't paying full attention to what he was saying. Instead I was keeping my eyes locked on Peter's bright blue eyes, watching our future, our lives, dance in them.

"Do you, Peter Pevensie, take this woman as your wife to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" I felt tears prick my eyes as I saw Peter open his mouth only to close it and clear his voice.

"I do." I bit my lip when I heard his voice crack slightly. This was it. This was the day that i had been waiting for. I felt Peter slip the ring on my finger, feeling the cool metal against my skin, feeling it slide on, like a glove.

"Do you, Elizabeth Fisher, take this man as your husband to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" I felt my throat close up and I tried to speak, but found myself unable to.

"I do." I croaked out after a few moments and felt tears prick my eyes, a few falling down my cheeks, stinging them a little. I took the ring and slid it on Peter's finger trying to be gentle. I slid it on and looked at peter' smiling from ear to ear, his blue eyes brighter than they normally were.

"May this couple be prepared to continue to give, be able to forgive and experience more and more joy with each passing day, with each passing year. Peter and Elizabeth, are now beginning their married life together, we hope that they may have loving assistance from their family, the constant support of friends, and a long life with good health and everlasting love. In so much as Peter and Elizabeth have consented to live forever together in wedlock, and have witnessed the same before this company, having given and pledged their troth, each to the other, and having declared same by the giving and receiving of a ring, I pronounce that they are husband and wife." I smiled widely, tears nor freely flowing down my face, and not caring either, I took a step towards Peter.

"You may now seal your matrimony in a kiss." I smiled widely and wrapped my arms around Peter and stood up on my tippy-toes. I pressed my lips to him sweetly, hearing cheering behind me. I could feel his arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him, tightening as the kiss went on.

But before long, he pulled away, breaking the kiss, but not breaking the hold he had on my waist. He was still holding me, still looking down, into my eyes, and me looking into his eyes. It felt like it was only him and I in the world, no cares, no stress, no worries and no war. Only Peter and I.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the loving couple, Mr and Mrs. Pevensie." I tore my eyes away from Peter and saw all of our friends and family on their feet clapping for us. I saw happy expressions on people's faces, and tears on some.

"We get to spend the rest of our lives together Mrs. Pevensie." I smiled and grabbed Peter's hand and began walking back down the aisle, together.

"I'm looking forward to it Mr. Pevensie."

Authors Note:

Okay just letting you guys know that I am currently crying as I am writing this authors note. I'm having conflicting emotions. I am happy that Peter and Elizabeth are together, married and happy, but I am also sad because this is the end of this story. I am sad that it is finished but I want you all to know that you are all the best reviewers that I have had. You have all supported me through this story and you saw it to the end. So thank you to every single one of the reviewers, the people who added this story to their favorites, and the story alerters. You are all amazing and I love you all incredibly.

I love you all,

TheDorkyPenguin.

P.S.:

If anyone is interested and wishes me to write a love story for Edmund or Prince Caspian, let me know in a private message or in a review. I have a few ideas for one or two.