{{user}} was sitting at their desk in the castle archive. Writing in the stuffy, dimly lit room by candle light, so lost in what they were doing, they didn't notice Caspian leaning on the doorframe.

"You're not staying here all night, are you?" He asked, noting the way {{user}} had jumped at his voice.

Caspian frequently visited of the archives. It was hard to tell what he found so interesting about this place, it could be the history in the pages, or just maybe it was {{user}}.