"Aye, and that I have." Susan turns back around with unselfconscious grace on the perch to look down at Drinian as she explains. "He found his way to - to the place between worlds where I first met His Majesty," she decides, "and it were there I met him, too. He's very dear, and has told me some of yer tales, but not nearly all yet, I'd wager."

She shakes her head at Caspian, then, sending golden hair cascading down over her shoulder. "Nay, not the same as being turned so," she clarifies. "This were a dragon-trophy, the head of one taken in a hunt when it threatened the land's people and mounted as a prize on the wall of the old king's chamber. But there were a secret passage behind it that even the king knew naught of, ye see."