Marian watched him quietly, while she fed Lineave, feeling guilt for the rather awkward moment it had caused. Hadn't he caused enough of her life to be awkward; did he really need to far beyond presence?

She had not longed, nor truly meant, to put the almost withdrawn expression on Caspian face. He was much better painted in the colors of laughter and exhilaration. It was easy to see now, though, what he must have looked like when he found himself in hard rule.

At his question, she smiled, in spite of herself or perhaps because he pressed the small hope she'd given, with a nod, "Every dawn and sunset, if thee'd like."

She untied Lineave from the long bar, leading her back toward the path.