To Love Without Reserve (A Peter Pevensie Love Story)

PeterxOC. A King and Queen must trust the Lion who brought them together and learn to love with everything they have, for happiness is not without loss and victory without it's price. Join Peter and Olivia as they journey through life's unexpected twists and turns and discover what it truly means to love without reserve.

Chapter 4

To Share a Kiss

"A/N: I don't own The Chronicles of Narnia, only the plot for this story and any character I create! I hope y'all enjoy this chapter!(;"

"I-I have no idea what you're talking about." Olivia stuttered out, looking at Lucy with an expression of shock.

Lucy narrowed her eyes at her, "You don't? You can honestly say that you don't find yourself attracted to him?"

Olivia's cheeks blushed and she looked away nervously, "Yes," she said her tone full of false certainty.

"Alright then, prove it." Lucy said giving Olivia and daring look.

"What? How?" Olivia questioned her eyes filled with confusion and uncertainty.

Lucy smiled, "Spend some more time alone with him and think about your feelings towards him. If you don't find yourself attracted to him in any way then I was wrong and you two can continue on as friends. I'll know if you're lying though."

Olivia thought it over for a moment, it wasn't a bad idea and it would end either in friendship or possibly something more.

She had just one simple question, "Alright, but how will you know if I'm lying?"

"Your eyes, they give away everything." Lucy replied as she turned and left quite satisfied with herself.


Olivia turned down a corridor and continued on her her walk. She ended up wandering around Cair Paravel for hours wondering if she should really discover her true feelings for Peter. There was no doubt he was extremely handsome and the nicest man she'd ever met, but could Lucy be right? Could she have been developing feelings for him this whole time?

"Olivia, there you are!" Peter said completely disheveling her train of thought as his voice rang out behind her.

"Peter! By the lion, you startled me!" Olivia replied coming to a stop and placing a hand to her chest.

"Forgive me," He said taking her hand and placing a soft kiss upon it as he reached her, "I did not mean to do so."

Olivia's cheeks burned, "All is forgiven." She said to him with a gentle smile.

"Walk with me." He said taking her hand and placing in the crook of his arm.

They walked and talked, laughing and smiling as they did so.

They came to a stop and Olivia looked around her, confusion furrowed in her brow at her unfamiliar surroundings, "Peter, where are we?" she asked as she turned her gaze towards him.

"We," Peter said turning to face her, "are in the swordsman practice area." He finished as he picked Rhindon up from the rack of swords.

"What? Why?" she questioned, giving Peter a look of curiosity.

"Because, we're going to duel. That is, unless you're too scared to fight me." Peter taunted giving her a devilish grin.

"Alright, I'll accept your little challenge on one condition." She said taking a few slow steps closer to him.


"The winner gets a prize." Olivia said with a smirk

Peter's eyes lit up, "Deal." He agreed almost immediately.

"Good, now hand me a sword." She said as she gestured towards the rack next to him.

Peter did as he was told and once fitted with a proper weapon the two took their fighting stances and began circling each other. Peter brought his sword quickly in her direction and was easily blocked. Using his strength against him Olivia forced her sword forwards causing Peter to kilter off balance and stagger backwards, allowing her to gain ground. Peter recovered quickly and the two engaged in intense combat, Olivia using her superior swordsmanship and Peter his size and strength. Their eyes stayed locked the entire duel, blue gazing into fierce blue as they fought for an opening, their chance to gain the upper hand.

Finally they were forced apart and the circling began again, "Come on Peter, I expected better from the High King of Narnia." Olivia goaded, a determined gleam in her eyes.

"Alright then, let's see what you have to say about this!" Peter said as he charged towards her and unleashed and fury of attacks.

Olivia blocked them almost easily and laughed, "You call that an attack? I've seen better swordsmanship from a dwarf hanging upside down from a tree with his hands tied behind his back!"

Peter glared and fought harder, refusing to be defeated, but it was no use. Olivia moved with the stealth and grace of the Great Lion himself, her strikes calculated so perfectly Peter could hardly react before the next blow was delivered. Finally she disarmed him; Rhindon left in the dirt behind her, and cornered him placing her sword and face dangerously close to his.

"Well it looks like I win." She said with a grade smile that revealed the whites of her teeth.

"It would appear so. Now, what is your prize? I am at your disposal." Peter said accepting defeat with a graciousness she had not expected, he hated to lose.

"Hmmmmm…let me think." she said releasing him and taping her chin thoughtfully as she paced around the practice area, "Surprise me," she finally decided an excited glimmer in her blue eyes.

"Alright," Peter agreed slightly winded as he advanced towards her, "Meet me in the court yard tonight when the first star appears in the sky." he whispered gently in her ear causing goosebumps to rise on the soft skin of her neck.

Before Olivia even had a chance to accept Peter turned on his heels and left her there with a large smirk on his face. She shivered and ran her hand across her prickled skin to warm it. Why in the world did Peter want her to meet him in the courtyard for her prize? She couldn't wait to find out.

After an hour or so of stumbling through the grounds on her own Olivia arrived back at Cair Paravel and made her way inside. Lunch and Dinner passed in a slow blur as she wondered and anticipated what Peter might have up his sleeve. She was anxious to know and though she tried to keep herself entertained, failed miserably. She rode horses with Susan and Lucy, beat Edmund at chess, which he was not too happy about, she ever counted her many herbs as well as the stones that made up her room, twice.

They were fifteen across and seven down and she had over sixty different kinds of herbs. As dusk came she brushed her hair and tried it in many diverse styles, settling for loose curls with a braid across the top near the crown of her head interweaved with some of the Centaur's Breath saved from the Great Hall. She changed into a simple cream colored dress with a plunging neckline and no sleeves and finally, finally as she looked out to the sky from her window, a single star appeared. Giddy with anticipation she silently made her way through the castle and out to the courtyard.

"Peter," she called in a whispered tone as she fumbled around in the darkness looking for him, "Peter," she called again.

Suddenly as she rounded a nearby corner an arm snaked its way around her waist and a hand crept over her mouth to keep her from screaming as she was pulled against the figure behind her, "Gotcha," a familiar voice said playfully in her ear.

"Peter! By the lion, that's not funny! You nearly scared me to death! I was about to attack you!" Olivia cried as he released her, earning a laugh and several hushes from Peter.

"Hush! You're going to wake up the entire country!" Peter said quietly as he then took her by the hand and led her through the opened portcullis and into the Narnian wilderness.

"Peter where in Aslan's name are you taking me?" Olivia asked with an excited laugh as he continued to drag her deeper into the woods.

"It's a surprise, now close your eyes. We're almost there." He replied placing his large hands over her eyes and began to guide her in the right direction.

"So I guess this means we're getting close then?" Olivia asked hopefully as she placed her hands around Peter's wrists so she could gain a better sense of direction.

He didn't answer, just simply chuckled and continued on. After several more minutes of walking Peter stopped, pulling Olivia to a halt in the process.

"Now," Peter said removing his hands from her face, his lips against her ear, "Open your eyes."

Slowly Olivia did as she was told and she could not withhold the gasp of surprise at what awaited her. Peter had brought her to a small lake deep within the woods. It was completely surrounded by trees leaving it completely secluded from everything around it, this was not what stunned her though. Floating atop the glassy water of the lake sat hundreds of candles perched on pieces of woods, that coupled with the light from the coming full moon made this an extraordinary sight to behold. Olivia spun to face her expression one of joyous surpirise.

"Do you like it?" Peter asked taking a step closer to her.

"Do I like it?" She questioned in disbelief, "Of course I do! It's beautiful!"

"Good, because I have another activity planned for us." Peter said with a smile as he then began to undo the ties of his shirt.

"What? Peter what in Aslan's name are you doing?" She asked with a confused giggle.

"We," he said as he pulled his shirt over his head, "Are going swimming."

Peter pulled off his boots and quickly dove in leaving Olivia in a state of awe on the shore.

"Are you coming in or not?" Peter asked after resurfacing, looking at her with a taunting smile on his lips.

Peter's question pulled Olivia from her odd trance. She laughed and quickly began undoing the ties on her dress, letting it pool on the soft grass beneath her as she hastily began removing her shoes. Once she had stripped down to her corset and petticoat she ran and jumped happily into the water, coming up right beside Peter.

"The water feels wonderful!" she exclaimed looking at Peter with a joyful smile.

He simply laughed and smiled at her, "It's beautiful out here, isn't it?" he asked as he looked up and black sky above now littered with the pale light of thousands of tiny stars.

"Yes, it is." She agreed as she too looked out to the sky.

It was then as Peter watched the way the glow of the candles accented her striking features as she looked out at the stars that he knew he had to do it, he would likely never get an opportunity like this again and he could no longer deny his wish to do so anymore.

"So I take it you like your gift?" Peter asked softly, moving closer to Olivia.

She smiled shyly at him, "Yes, I do. This is wonderful." She said, connecting her eyes with his. "Thank you." She whispered coming almost nose to nose with Peter.

"May I ask you a question?" Peter asked suddenly, a thoughtful look on his face.

"Of course, ask me anything." Olivia responded giving him a curious look.

"Tell me that you don't find yourself attracted to me." He said quietly, looking into the soft blue of her eyes.

Olivia froze, she couldn't. She couldn't tell Peter she wasn't attracted to him because that would be a monstrous lie. She found him extremely handsome and fascinating and so she sat there mouth slightly agape like an idiot staring into the eyes of, if she was being honest with herself, the most attractive and wonderful men she'd ever met.

"I-I can't do that." She whispered so quietly that Peter almost missed it.

Olivia brought her face down and closed her eyes, hoping this would all just disappear and she'd wake up in her room alone.

Her eyes stayed closed as Peter gently cupped her chin in his hand and titled her face up. His forehead came to rest softly against hers and she struggled to control her breathing, this had to be a dream.

Slowly Peter brought his face closer to hers, "You are so beautiful Olivia." He breathed, his lips merely an inch from hers, before he closed the gap and brought his mouth tenderly to hers.

Neither Peter nor Olivia expected the sensation the connection of their lips would cause. They both pulled each other instantly closer, mesmerized by the contact of their skin and lips. Olivia pressed her lips insistently against Peter's, reveling in the sensation. Peter responded almost immediately, caressing the skin of her arm as he kissed her eagerly.

Finally it becamee too much, Olivia's lungs screamed out for air and she reluctantly removed her mouth from his. The two sat there, breathing heavily, foreheads touching, as they looked into each other's eyes, blue mixing with beautiful blue.

"That wasn't a question." Olivia said as she finally regained her breath.

"What?" Peter asked confused, his head still spinning from the kiss.

"The question you wanted to ask me, it wasn't a question at all." She said a smile creeping onto her lips.

"Well I guess it wasn't, was it?" Peter replied with a smirk.

They chuckled, "No, not at all." She said in a slightly humorous tone.

"Alright, now I have a real question." Peter said, seeming quiet pleased with himself about what he was about to say.

"Okay, what's your question Peter?" Olivia asked with giggle.

"May I have another kiss?"

Olivia's smile grew wider, "Yes, you may."

"Good," Peter replied, earning a laugh from Olivia before he brought her mouth gently to his.


:D God I'm hopeless romantic. This was my favorite chapter to write so far!(: I hope y'all enjoyed it! Let me know if you ever think I'm moving things along too quickly! I can't wait to present you guys with the next chapters! Reviews are my inspiration and greatly appreciated! I love you all!(:

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