Cahira sat in the little side room, her heart pounding, as Sierra carefully placed the silver tiara on her head, pulling the veil back over it. Sierra was nearly seven months pregnant with her first child, but still wouldn't just slow down and take a break.

     "There. Perfect." Cahira smiled at her soon to be sister-in-law, and stood, taking her hands.
      "Thank you. Now please, go sit. You need to rest." She sighed, but agreed, slipping out and into the great hall. Cahira stood, moving over and staring at herself in the large mirror on one wall. She had her hair lightly curled and hanging loose around her shoulders, she had the tiara and veil, and the simple but beautiful white gown. It had a skirt that wasn't quite like a ball gown, but it wasn't tight. She heard a quiet knock, and found Caspian outside the door.

      "We're ready, my lady." She nodded, and he led her out to the entrance to the hall, and then he went inside. She took a deep breath, and then picked up her small bouquet, and entered. She saw Peter and Edmund standing at the head of the room, and she saw Edmund suck in a sudden breath. Peter put a hand on his shoulder, and he smiled slightly. She got to the front, and he took her hands. Then, Peter started speaking.

      "Just to let you know, I've never done this before, so forgive me if I ruin it completely." There was a ripple of laughter, and he took a breath.
      "You all know why we're here, and what's going to be happening, so I'll shut up, and let these two start talking." There was more quiet laughter, and Cahira started speaking.

       "Edmund.....When we met, I was a scared and lonely girl who had just gotten away from a ruthless leader. I didn't know if I could trust anyone, and it turns out that with you.....I did more than trust. I always thought things would be better if I could predict or expect what was going to happen in my life. With you....it's just been unexpected left and right, and that's okay. I've learned to love the crazy that I experience with you." He smiled at her, and her heart leapt again. She still couldn't get over that, now matter how many times he smiled at her.

       "Cahira, I knew there was something special about you, and I was amazed by you. You were beautiful, smart, talented.....And dangerous on some levels, especially when you have a bow in your hands. You're strong, too. And I...
I love everything about you. You've been a blessing to so many people since you've arrived, myself included in that. And I can promise you this. I'm not ever letting go, because I don't ever want to lose you, Cahira. I love you too much for that." He kissed her forehead, and Peter chuckled slightly.
        "Cheater." They went through the formal vows and whatnot, and finally, Peter took a deep breath, stepping back slightly.

       "Well, seeing as there's nothing more for me to say.....I can't believe I'm saying this for my little brother, but, oh well. I know pronounce you husband and wife. Edmund....You may kiss your bride." He grinned, and she couldn't help but laugh as he pulled her close. They slipped back out later, and we're enjoying the quiet along the beach.

      "I love you, Cahira. And I always will." She smiled, kissing his cheek.
       "I love you too, Edmund."