"Thank you," Caspian says again, soft, and glances at Susan before putting his arm around Rilian and following Peter back into the bar, toward the direction of the cells. His heart hurts keenly at the very idea of locking up his son, but what else can they do?

The hour passes all too swiftly, and when Caspian emerges from the cells, he looks wholly drained, as though something vital has been drained from him. Glancing around the room, he's unsurprised to find Alain, Cuthbert, and Susan all clustered by the fireplace, speaking low.

He takes a breath, taking a moment to settle himself, then comes over to them. "Rilian is safely tucked away in the cells," he reports, his voice steady. "His curse has come upon him again."