Caspian ignores the jolt that runs through him and instead goes to pick up the fallen gloves, lifting the scarf from the peg. With her winter coat, she should be warm enough, but he tucks the items into his own pockets, anyway, unsmiling and focused.

She isn't in her room, in the Bar, or at the stables. Nor does she seem to be in any of the usual places outside.

"Kiseki was still in his stall, this morning," he says. "I'll take him out into the woods. Reep is searching out by the far paddocks, if you want to join him."