He leads her from the cabin, walking easily through the lower deck until he can boost her up onto a ladder that will bring them up into the air, just amidships.
The newcomer stands at the bow, gazing out over the rail to the glittering sea beyond. He's dressed for a voyage, not in court finery, and his hair fails in soft brown waves to his shoulders. When he turns, they can see sun-faded blue eyes that are nevertheless as clear as the sky above, and a handsome face now weather-worn, permanent crinkles from squinting against glare tucked into the corners of his eyes.
Caspian utters a happy cry and steps forward to meet the man's crushing embrace. Unlike Cornelius, this is a human man, in his prime. He's taller than Caspian, and his voice, as he laughs and greets his king, is deep and warm. "Well, Sire, here you are. And the ship not ready yet for inspection."
"What utter nonsense," Caspian laughs, joyful. "She's never looked lovelier."
He steps back and holds his hand to Susan, encouraging her. "Susan, this is my dear friend, Lord Drinian, he who was Captain of the Treader on our journey to the East."
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He leads her from the cabin, walking easily through the lower deck until he can boost her up onto a ladder that will bring them up into the air, just amidships.
The newcomer stands at the bow, gazing out over the rail to the glittering sea beyond. He's dressed for a voyage, not in court finery, and his hair fails in soft brown waves to his shoulders. When he turns, they can see sun-faded blue eyes that are nevertheless as clear as the sky above, and a handsome face now weather-worn, permanent crinkles from squinting against glare tucked into the corners of his eyes.
Caspian utters a happy cry and steps forward to meet the man's crushing embrace. Unlike Cornelius, this is a human man, in his prime. He's taller than Caspian, and his voice, as he laughs and greets his king, is deep and warm. "Well, Sire, here you are. And the ship not ready yet for inspection."
"What utter nonsense," Caspian laughs, joyful. "She's never looked lovelier."
He steps back and holds his hand to Susan, encouraging her. "Susan, this is my dear friend, Lord Drinian, he who was Captain of the Treader on our journey to the East."