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Only a week left.

It's what thrums through his mind even while the grass of the wood whispers against his boots; in his mind's eye, Caspian sees a great shining stretch of water and the sun rising high and white above, instead of the peaceful trees and the dappled green light that sifts through their leaves.  In fact, it's only once he's reached the lodge itself that he turns to look out over the wood, rather than going directly inside.

He likely will soon, but it is so very peaceful out here.

[OOC:  Mostly for Marian]

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livingintrinity
Apr. 21st, 2007 04:27 pm (UTC)
"Then we have an accord." She looks happily over at the pool they are still standing close to, her cheeks turned a soft pink for the gaiety, excitement...and perhaps a bit more.

"And now there are two worlds to show and explore which may keep us busy for quite a bit."

fortuneoftarva
Apr. 21st, 2007 04:44 pm (UTC)
"Aye."

There's a moment of hesitation, and then he holds out his hand to her, to shake on their promise.

The air is clear and bright and sweet-smelling of moss and water, and the blush of Marian's cheek is as soft as a rose. It must be her adventurous spirit that brings it there, the anticipation of exploration, but it is a pretty thing to see anyway, and Caspian is not immune to lovely young ladies who smile at him.

"Which shall we see first?"
livingintrinity
Apr. 21st, 2007 04:48 pm (UTC)
There is mirrored hesitation, of momentary surprise, her teeth grazing her bottom lip, before she reached out and shook his hand.

Her did not skip a beat. And that was not why after it was done, she brushed her hair back with the opposite hand, saying, "You did ask first. Thus we could start with my world, if thee'd like."
fortuneoftarva
Apr. 21st, 2007 05:00 pm (UTC)
"Lady, as it please you."

Her hand is small within his, and delicate, and when she draws it away again a lingering warmth remains to be chased away by the cool of the breeze and shade. "I would enjoy that very much, indeed."

There's little reason to linger here, though it is so peaceful and full of beauty--and Caspian is an impatient man. Without wanting to rush her, his eyes move to the other pools, eagerly searching out the one they will go through.

"Which pool did you come by?"
livingintrinity
Apr. 21st, 2007 05:08 pm (UTC)
She is definitely not a little addled. That did not happen to her. Not...since the incident that will not be named. Especially not as those gray eyes continued to search with such readiness.

"Tis over this way."

There was waving her hand as she smiled, and started to almost skip in the direction of it. The idea of her skirts getting partially wet not even troubling her now.
fortuneoftarva
Apr. 21st, 2007 05:27 pm (UTC)
He follows her, his boots still damp from his own pool, his steps as quick and firm as hers are dancing and light.

"What is the season, in you world?" he asks. His curiosity is nearly bubbling over. "And is it the Ravens Keep we will be going to?"
livingintrinity
Apr. 21st, 2007 05:34 pm (UTC)
She is standing at the edge of her pool when he catch up. Grinning at her own reflection, at the ripples of green and gold in the water near her feet.

"Tis about one-fourth into the year, spring is passing." She slipped her hand back into his, with a (nervous) smile that said it was best in case. "But it can tell you better than me."

And then she was walking in. The water rushed around her, around she lost everything, everything save one...the golden knowledge she was going home.