Heavy boots beat down on the marbled floors of the place as he darts through it, his armour clanging with every step he takes. Caspian is breathless by the time he reaches the heavy doors, throwing them open without a care. Paired with the heavy armour on his body, it was seldom that he had to run after you either - you, mischievous you, always managing to escape his vision when he has his back turned.

Caspian doesn't have to go far to find you. Moving down the empty garden, the knight has a moment to appreciate the subtle beauty in the flowers that bloom here - but he wasn't interested in them. Not really - not when you were huddled up against the large tree you so often hide behind.

"It would be kind if you were to let me know when you plan on running on," he grunts. Caspian has a hard time settling himself down next to you, the armour digging uncomfortably into his body. "I can't protect you if you're hiding in places no one can find you. I could," a smile stretches his lips.

"Only because I know where you like to go. I was looking everywhere for you," he finally finishes, breathing in the sweet spring scent. The knight leans back against the tree, his eyes turning towards you.