But ye're already to be a king by right, why would ye need--
The words tremble dangerously on the tip of her tongue. Susan bites down hard to keep them from spilling out, even as fog-gray eyes go wide.
"I'll hope ye'll not mind my poor manners in yer presence then," she teases, as lightly as she can, and ignores the ache in her heart at the echo of teasing Caspian about just the same thing. "Since ye're to be royalty, and all. Say sorry, I do, but I don't ken this Overworld ye speak of - does the land have a name?"
Although if he's lost under the ground somewhere, in a cave or some such, some 'underworld' instead of what he calls an 'overworld', mayhap that explains why Liliandil couldn't see him.
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The words tremble dangerously on the tip of her tongue. Susan bites down hard to keep them from spilling out, even as fog-gray eyes go wide.
"I'll hope ye'll not mind my poor manners in yer presence then," she teases, as lightly as she can, and ignores the ache in her heart at the echo of teasing Caspian about just the same thing. "Since ye're to be royalty, and all. Say sorry, I do, but I don't ken this Overworld ye speak of - does the land have a name?"
Although if he's lost under the ground somewhere, in a cave or some such, some 'underworld' instead of what he calls an 'overworld', mayhap that explains why Liliandil couldn't see him.