Caspian the Tenth looked out over the calm sea, leaning on the railing with crossed arms. His mid neck length brown hair floated softly with the light breeze and his eyes closed in content. "A fine day for sailing, I think." He told himself as he basked in sunlight.
"Your Majesty, we had best set sail while the good weather holds." Lord Drinian stated as he went to stand by Caspian.
"Alright, captain. Hoist anchor and let loose sails." Caspian commanded as he left for his cabin to look over some maps.
"Look alive, gents! Hoist anchor! Loose full sails! Faster there, Rynelf! That's the way! Half crew below deck for rowing!" Drinian ordered as he took the massive wheel in his hands and prepared to steer the Dawn Treader from the docks.
Caspian paced his cabin restlessly, for the fourth time that day, after glancing at the map on his table. So much is to be done and in such a small amount of time, he thought wearily. How can I search the entire ocean and expect to find all of them?
The boy king ceased pacing and ran his hands over his face. Aslan help us.