*
Caspian stirred in his sleep, feeling a soft weight against his chest. As he opened his eyes, he found himself staring into Diana's bright green gaze. She smiled at him, and he felt a surge of warmth spread through his body.
“Good morning, Sunshine,” he whispered. “You look beautiful.”
“Good morning, your Grace,” Diana replied with a smile of her own. “Did you sleep well?”
Caspian was just about to reply when, suddenly, they both heard a knock on the door. Caspian frowned, wondering who could be bothering them at this early hour. Diana sat up, pulling the covers with her, as Caspian reluctantly got out of bed to answer the door.
To his surprise, he found a messenger waiting for him. The man wore a gray cloak and had a serious expression on his face. "Prince Caspian, I bear a message
