"She was as wise as she was kind, and as kind as she was beautiful," Drinian agrees. "A daughter of the stars, as you know. And much beloved by all Narnia."

He squeezes her fingers once more, then lets her hand go. "I say this not to hurt you, Daughter of Eve, only to... well, it's hard to explain. You'll understand when you see her, I think. For my part, I saw my friend choose to give his affections wisely and well once, and I can see he has done so again now, with you. It gladdens my heart, truly. I wish you joy of one another."