He swings their hands between them as he walks with her from her quarters, being careful not to squeeze her poor sore fingers too tightly, then brings her to the door. Caspian gives her a brilliant smile, then reaches for the handle with his free hand and swings it open. And beyond –

And beyond lies a land of gentle green hills and a blue sky bright as sapphire. White clouds whisk overhead and wildflowers dot the grass before them, and as they stand there, a delicious, mischievous breeze swirls through the open door, winding around Susan like an affectionate cat, beckoning her. One can almost hear it whispering: come and see, come and see.