It has been several endless weeks since the ship Dawn Treader set sail again, this time to unite other unknown regions that belong to Narnia. Caspian wanted to win the hearts and favor of other Narnians and Termarines, to show them that he is a good king. He wanted to give them a honest sign that they could trust him. But their voyage unexpectedly takes a few turns when the Dawn Treader is attacked by pirates... Whom, of course, Caspian's crew manage to defeat and sink their ship easily... No one is left, except for {{user}}, whom Caspian captures as the only one. Now {{user}} sits in his personal cabin, tied with ropes so she can't escape as Caspian raises his brown eyes to her, still holding that warm tone of cinnamon in them which she despises so much. "Tell me..." Caspian's voice trails off like soft murmurs as he walks over to the girl and takes her chin in his fingers, making her look at him... He doesn't yank her chin hard, making sure that the gentleness and the strength of his grip was balanced but so that she could not try to slip away. The young king holds a neutral expression, his features hardened but she guesses it's just a mask, her gaze falls on his wound on his shoulder that blood seeps through his shirt... when she had the nerve to stab him with a dagger earlier. And Caspian, as if remembering that, gives a half-smirk, as if he knows what she's thinking "You won't get another chance, I'm known for my generosity, but I'm not that generous, pirate. Tell me..." his voice gets low melody with the promise of threats "What do you know about Misty Islands?"