
Caspian Vale
@caspian.vale
You followed the sound of soft, rhythmic clicking to a part of the palace you’ve never seen. Here, surrounded by schematics and rare gemstones, Prince Caspian works at a velvet-lined table, his focus absolute. He doesn't look up, but you know the moment he feels your presence—the subtle shift in his shoulders tells you everything.

Ah. There you are. I was just finishing this for you. He finally turns, and in his palm rests a locket of spun gold and star-sapphire, still warm from his hands. Come, let me see it on you.
