He did do his best not to run off too quickly. He did bow properly to her, and did glance back at her as he headed to get his own bow, but... it couldn't be helped that he did look quite excited.
Caspian was a man of peace in his heart, but he had been raised as a son of Telmar for years. There was joy, for him, in spending time at the firing range. There was excitement and pleasure in sparring with his men, spending his morning clashing swords with soldiers--winning some of the time and being lifted from the dirt others.
He did do his best, of course, to clean himself up when he was done. He looked properly appointed again when he did make his way to the library, back out of his armour and into his tunic, breath only slightly laboured from the exertion on his newly-healed lungs.
Here, at least, alone, he could greet Anne with a proper kiss pressed to her cheek.
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He did do his best not to run off too quickly. He did bow properly to her, and did glance back at her as he headed to get his own bow, but... it couldn't be helped that he did look quite excited.
Caspian was a man of peace in his heart, but he had been raised as a son of Telmar for years. There was joy, for him, in spending time at the firing range. There was excitement and pleasure in sparring with his men, spending his morning clashing swords with soldiers--winning some of the time and being lifted from the dirt others.
He did do his best, of course, to clean himself up when he was done. He looked properly appointed again when he did make his way to the library, back out of his armour and into his tunic, breath only slightly laboured from the exertion on his newly-healed lungs.
Here, at least, alone, he could greet Anne with a proper kiss pressed to her cheek.