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Hello, Love! I adore your writing! Can I request an Edmund Pevensie x Reader, whereas the reader discovers that she’s pregnant and tells their S/O, Edmund, and it’s mere fluff? Thank you so much!!! <<<333

hearts are beating

a new individual arrives at narnia

pairing/s: older!edmund pevensie x fem!wife!reader

warnings: pregnancy, mentions of anxiety

genre: pregnancy trope, established relationship, if u squint there’s angst, the medieval era's poor ass way of finding out someone's pregnant (?)

word count: 1.5k

a/n: i kind of hate how this ended i’m really sorry 😭 i could not (for the life me) find a way to end it differently. i also added my own twist towards the request i hope that’s alright. also a part of this i kind of stole from game of thrones ...... it was the first thing that came to mind

“Your majesty, when was the last time you bled?”

She knew what the faun was implying. How she didn't notice herself? She didn't know.

It wasn't like her and Edmund weren't trying — she just didn't expect it to happen so soon. They had spoken about the topic before, a month after their wedding. They had both agreed they’ll just let it happen, whether it was in under a year after or 10. “We have been together for 5 years, have known you for 10. It’s you that I have the most trust on becoming a mother.”

She knew she loved him even more that night.

One rusted needle later proved her assumptions. The two lovely fauns who stayed with her through the whole process were jumping in glee, hugging her as the three had huge smiles on their faces.

"Oh, congratulations your majesty," one of them said, a hand on their chest.

Her happiness was quick to be replaced with worry when she thought about her husband. Edmund.

Oh Edmund.

From all palace duties he could have left the kingdom for, it had to happen when he was gone.

She had to kindly ask the fauns to not spread the message beforehand and she silently thanked Aslan for when the fauns agreed, knowing how important it was for Edmund to know before the whole kingdom did. The fauns later left her to herself, giving her another congratulations as they exited the room.

Y/N started racking her brain for any piece of information Edmund had told her before he had left. Anything to tell her when he'll come back. She started to panic when she realised Edmund had said nothing. It also had to be one of those trips.

She quickly relaxed herself, remembering the words of her mother when she was pregnant with her younger sister that stress and anxiety can affect the baby. Her hand came up to her belly where she could suddenly feel a small bump. "I hope you dad comes home soon, my love. He'll be delighted to meet you," she whispered.

She later found herself in Susan's study.

The older girl looked up from the stack of paper she was reading, her eyes welcoming as she took notice of the younger girl that she had grown fond of. “Y/N are you alright?,” she asked, putting down her quill as she realised the fidgety movements of Y/N.

“Do you know when Edmund will be back?”

Susan pursed her lips. She sympathetically shook her head as a no.

“Susan I—“

She stopped herself.

Her eyes began to water. A lump had formed in her throat. She tried to blink away the tears, but Susan had already noticed. “Oh Y/N…”

Susan stood up from her seat to hug the crying girl. She whispered gentle reassurance to her ear. The two stood in silence, nothing but Y/N’s quiet hiccups can be heard. “I’m pregnant.”

She attempted to whisper — but at that moment, it was all Susan could hear. She only hugged Y/N tighter, resting her chin above her head. “You’re going to be just fine.”

After Y/N had calmed down that day, the two took it upon themselves to go to the palace library and gather every information they could get to help her. Susan’s knowledge from where she used to live in England could only help them so much. Later on, Y/N had to tell Lucy. The young girl already had a great intuition, so she was bound to find out herself even if Y/N didn’t tell her.

Soon after, Susan walked in the palace with a woman behind her. She looked lovely and sweet, her smile so warm and comforting, and her bouncy short hair just added to her lovely aura. “Y/N, this is Mary. She’s a midwife and… if you let her, she’ll happily help you.”

Y/N had hugged that woman so tight that day.

The whole kingdom was still yet to know about the young queen’s pregnancy. No one but the palace knew. The young girls of the monarchy had tried to keep it a secret from them, but her layered clothing was too warm for herself to even try and cover the bump and the bump itself was just growing. “Y/N you don’t have to tell them if you don’t want to,” Susan had tried to reassure her, but she just shook her head, a small smile plastered on her face. “Having a healthy baby is more than enough for me.”

The palace that day celebrated in happiness upon the announcement of the new baby.

She only wished Edmund was with her.

Where was he?

A month later, Peter arrived back from his own trip. She had wished it was Edmund, but she was just glad her brother-in-law had come back in one shape. His eyes practically bulged in excitement upon seeing Y/N with a bump.

He rushed forward, helping Y/N off her chair as she stood up to greet him. “Congratulations!” he muttered as they hugged. The question the king said next had her eyebrows furrowing. “How about Ed?”.

“What do you mean?”

The look on Y/N and her question had answered Peter’s question.

Y/N was five months along.

The midwife — Beth — had told her when she first felt movement. “It’s the baby kicking dear. He or she seems to be excited about you.”

Beth’s words had instantly calmed down Y/N’s anxiety. A teary smile formed on her face as she felt more movement when she placed her palm. By now, her belly was really showing. She had to reside walking around the palace behind closed gates to avoid letting the rest of the Narnians see. And Edmund. Edmund still hasn’t come back.

They had sent him a letter about everything that’s going on, one he didn’t reply back to yet.

Y/N assumed it had something to do with how the letter was sent and convinced herself that her husband was alright. “Please come home, Edmund.” She felt a kick on her hand when she muttered out his name, a smile forming on her face. “Oh you already like him, huh?”

Another kick.

“Just you wait ‘till we meet him, love. Then he’ll be all over you.”

Her prayers were answered when one evening the trumpets played. The sound booming around the palace. “Woah, Y/N slow down!” Peter teased, standing up from his own seat at the dining table to help the pregnant woman.

“I’m very pregnant you twat! This is already slow!”

Peter laughed at her remark. The two were always on each other’s necks, although most of the time it was out of humour. Peter had only hoped her pregnant self could also sense it.

Lucy giggled from her place, moving around the table to go to Y/N’s other side. “Give her a break, Peter,” Lucy sighed, sticking herself to Y/N when the older girl opened her right arm for her. “At Least someone’s on my side,” she smirked, looking at Peter. She felt movement within her, her face scrunching up. This caused Peter and Lucy to stop, waiting for her to say something. “I’m alright. It seems the little one wants you to know that she’s also on my side.”

The three made their way to the entrance where Susan was already chastising Edmund for worrying everyone — her tight hug on her little brother gave a different message though.

Susan’s eyes flickered towards the back of Edmund’s shoulder, the action not going unnoticed by the young man. Susan motioned for him to turn around. Edmund was met with the faces of his two other siblings and his wife. His attention focused on the latter.

“I came back as soon as I got your letter. I had to see you for myself.”

The couple caught themselves in a warm embrace, the action a bit different this time. “You’re here,” Y/N whispered. Edmund smiled, plastering a kiss on top of her head. “I am here. With you.”

Back in their bedroom, Edmund couldn’t help himself but follow his wife around like a lost puppy. At last, she sat down, bringing Edmund with him. “She has been doing well. Susan asked the help of Beth. She’s a midwife, a good one too,” she informed him. “Kicking a lot too, here—” she took Edmund’s hand and placed it on her belly, where just as she said, the little one began kicking non-stop. The smile on Edmund’s face was priceless, she couldn’t help but give him a kiss on the cheek. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there for the first few months. Must have been horrible for you,” Edmund mumbled, looking at his wife’s eyes with nothing but love. Y/N shrugged her shoulder, resting her head against Edmund’s shoulder. “You’re here now. And that matters more to me…”

It was silent for a moment.

“She?”

Y/N removed herself from Edmund’s shoulder, a look of bewilderment across her face. “What the hell are you talking about?”

Edmund smirked. “Earlier, you referred to the baby as she. You think it’s going to be a girl?”

“I don’t think. I know she’s going to be a girl.”

Edmund chuckled, bringing his wife back in his arms. “Let’s see about that, my love.” He said as he brought themselves in to a kiss.

thanks for staying till the end. i high appreciate it. xoxo

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