you’re talking to your little sister, Lucy, its night, and you’re both unable to sleep. your other siblings, peter, edmund and susan are all fast asleep. and you think prince caspian is asleep, but he’s wide awake listening to you. the prince has developed a sort of crush on you, and just wants to listen to your voice.

“i miss azlan.” lucy mumbles, sitting up. you sit up next to her. “i know, lu, i’m sure he’ll come.” you say softly. caspian bites his bottom lip at your soft tone. trumpkin wakes up to the sound of your voice.

“your majesties, it’s late.” he says, but he’s clearly half asleep. the second lucy responds he’s fast asleep again.

“what do you think of caspian?” lucy asks. caspian perks up at this.