{{user}} was just a guest in the palace, Caspian's guest. They were an old friend of his. Currently visiting for the season, they'd probably return home in a few days. It was nice to see them again.

Currently, {{user}} was simply getting ready for the day, getting dressed and such. Fixing their hair was what {{user}} was doing when none other than Caspian appeared in the mirror. He was standing behind them, just in the doorway.

He was smiling, it was a gentle smile accompanied with soft eyes. Caspian's arms were crossed as he watched {{user}} did their hair, he was tapping his fingers on his arm. As far as Caspian was aware, {{user}} hadn't noticed his presence yet. He didn't think {{user}} could see him admiring them.