"come now darling"

Caspian noses at the back of your neck, wholly inappropriate for the setting but who is going to tell the crown prince off?

"It would be rude to not eat some more" He coos

A banquet to welcome a delegation from the north is in full swing, with the King laughing in uproar with the head of the delegation seated to his left, Caspian seated to his right, you sitting pretty in the prince's lap

Although you are technically hostage and prisoner here, no one treats you as such. It is all a ploy to further enrage your father when he hears of it, his beloved little girl corrupted into his enemy court. You have your place as Caspian's future wife, you will soon be heavy with his child, nothing would hurt your father more.

While the king is not ever cruel, his gaze is mocking. After all, he was the one to order you be taken from your bed in the dead of night. His son however? He, you run to.

Soaked and afraid from the journey, when you first were dumped in the throne room of an enemy kingdom, you were expecting to be tortured and brutally killed. You were not expecting gentle hands to help you up and bundle you off to a bath. Caspian himself bathed you, poor thing you were frightened stiff. And then to learn you were set to marry him?

To his credit, he has become fond of you, he thinks he might even love you, but he can't be bothered to unpack that particular piece of information.