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The next morning Caspian washed and dressed, excited for what lay ahead of them this day, excited to talk to Susan. He walked out of his tent as the rest of the camp was being packed up, Edmund looked pale and rather sickly whilst he sat next to Peter who had his head between his legs whilst Lucy rubbed his back whilst smiling at her brothers.
"Good morning Caspian" greeted Susan as she came up from behind him holding some kind of leaves in her hands and she knelt in front of her brothers and handed some to them "Here chew on these they'll help," she said with a sympathic tone. Trumpkin joined them completely sober and laughed.
"I told you that you can't out drink a dwarf," chuckled a very gleeful Trumpkin.
"I do recall being able to handle my drink much better" groaned Peter still sat with his head between his hands.
"Well you were older then, so technically your body could handle a greater amount of alcohol without such effects on you, not to mention faun wine is much stronger than the stuff back in England your body is no longer accustomed to consuming it." Explained Susan in her logical manner.
"Oh shut up!" moaned Peter and Edmund together.
Susan looked at Lucy Trumpkin and Caspian only to give them a wicked smile with a twinkle in her eyes. And they all smiled at her mischievous behaviour.
Whilst the last things were being packed away Nymeria walked towards Caspian who was leaning besides a tree with a huge grin on his face, his eyes sparkling intensely. "I do not think I have ever seen you this happy Sire," said Nymeria and she followed his gaze, "It is so rare to find one every inch as beautiful on the outside as they are on the inside" she pointed out when seeing Caspian's gaze was set on Susan as she walked over to the horses.
"I have not yet had chance to speak with her in private" confessed Caspian still watching her, "It was always hard to catch her alone."
"Well she's alone now and I get the feeling she wants to speak with you also, why else would she glance at you so often?" added Nymeria, who at the core was a wise, gentle and romantic soul.
Caspian smiled at her at headed towards Susan.
