Sun was shining through the glass ceiling of the throne room, casting a cheerful glow throughout the place. Sadly that didn't change the furious look that was gracing King Caspian's face.

"She's a what?!"

"A Gael sir."

Suddenly Trumpkin wished he tried harder convincing Trufflehunter not bringing the girl to the palace.

"What is she doing here?"

"Well I, I mean we, we decided to, um…" Trumpkin stuttered.

"I decided to bring her to the palace, sire."

"Trufflehunter? Why?"

"She was badly beaten, sire. I, in good conscience, couldn't leave her there."

"How did she get here?"

"No one knows, sire. Not even her."

Caspian was thoughtful for a moment.

"Alright. She can stay in the palace, but I wish not to tell her that I am King. Not yet."

Both Trumpkin and Trufflehunter together, "Yes, sire."

Waiting for Trufflehunter to get back, Keegan decided to take a closer look around the bed chamber. After taking two steps, a large pain in her side made her crumble to the floor.

"Ow."

Looking at her side, she noticed that a tiny trickle of blood started to steep through her nightdress. Lifting it up, she saw a deep cut about six inches long across her ribs. Pulling her nightdress back down, noticed that her left wrist was wrapped up and slightly stinging.

What happened to me the other day?

Not wanting to hurt herself again, Keegan crawled over to one of the tall windows and leaned against the wall.

Deep breaths. Take deep breaths.

Looking out the window, Keegan saw a young man with shoulder length dark brown hair, sitting on the ledge of the gardens, over looking the ocean.

I wonder who he is. He seems like he's upset about something.

"My Lady I have your dresses!"

"Alright I'm ready Trufflehunter."

"You look beautiful."

Smiling Keegan walked out of her bed chamber wearing a long dark green gown, with white ivy stitching on the bodice, and white satin lining her square-cut neck line and ¾ length sleeves.

"Thank you Trufflehunter.

"What part of the castle would you like to see first?"

"Can we go outside? I would love to see the gardens."

"Of course we can."

I've never seen a castle like this before. It's so open and cheerful. It feels like an actual home, not like the dark and dreary place I'm used to. And all the statues they have are of animals looking happy and peaceful, not knights looking evil. I wonder how long they're going to let me stay here. I wonder if I'll ever meet th…

"Oof."

"Ow."

"Oh! I'm sorry!"

Looking up into the most gorgeous, chocolate brown eyes she has ever seen, Keegan's blushes.

"No, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking."

"It's quite alright."

"Keegan I'd like to introduce you to…" Trufflehunter begins.

"Caspian! My name is Caspian."

"Keegan."

"Well, Lord Caspian, I was just going to show Keegan the gardens."

"I can show her around the gardens Trufflehunter, I forgot something there, so I was just heading back."

So he was the one in the garden!

"Would that be alright with you?," asks Caspian, with a charming smile.

"That would be lovely."