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[the_seafarer]

It was a very fine party, but someone must be sure the horses are fed and watered and that all is set in the stables for chores tomorrow, and so Caspian moves quietly from stall to stall, whispering low words into this flickering ear or running a hand fondly down a rough mane.

It's hazy and warm and the wide doors to the stables have been pushed open to let in some air. It's the sort of night where everything feels a little dreamlike. It reminds him of Narnia, and he smiles to himself.

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[the_seafarer]

"Aye, we do."

He glances out the doors to the dim, dreamy evening.

"We could even go now, if you'd like."

[kitchen_maid]

Amy glances down at her ballgown and laughs. "I'm not exactly dressed for it . . . but I think I can manage."

[the_seafarer]

"Shall we, then?"

He grins at her and gets up, holding a hand to help her up from her seat.

"For it is a fine night, and early yet. We'll give Dar and Rachat, mayhap, or Tequila, some excercise so they'll sleep well tonight."

[kitchen_maid]

She takes his hand.

"A very fine night, indeed. And think that sounds an excellent plan, and a rather perfect ending to a rather perfect day."