[ AU ] to break a curse

[the_seafarer]

Reap is past, and Susan is looking brighter and happier by the day, and now true winter is beginning to settle over this strange bar at the end of the universe. Caspian hauls the Hope up into the stables to be wintered and works long hours at the sleigh he'd designed, losing himself in the simple pleasures of working with the wood, sanding and carving in turn.

It's after one such day spent in labor that he comes to the bar proper, freshly showered and comfortably attired in a loose linen shirt and breeches, to join Susan by her spot at the fireside. He's chatting amiably with her about the horses, about how Corella is coming with her harness-training, and has just begun pouring her a glass of wine with the door opens and Caspian freezes. In the next moment, the glass overflows with the rich red liquid, but he doesn't notice; his eyes are locked on the tall, fair young man who has come in, dressed all in black.

Even to those who have never seen him, there may be something familiarly of Caspian about his face... but Susan has seen him, and she'll know as soon as she looks that Rilian, Prince of Narnia and Caspian's son, has returned.

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[sai_delgado]

She exclaims softly in startled concern as Caspian goes still and pale. Susan hastily takes both glass and decanter and sets them aside, then takes his hand between hers. “Caspian, what has thee so fashed?”

Even as she asks it, she’s turning to follow his gaze, searching for what he’s seen. It only takes an instant. Rilian is tall and fair and familiar, and she can see both his parents reflected in him, now that she kens his mother as well as his dear father.

“Oh,” she breathes, barely a whisper. “Oh, Caspian.”