Homeplot - for Caspian

[lifeisnotasong]

When Sansa had woke alone, it didn't immediately panic her - Caspian may have been inclined to let her sleep if he woke early though Eddara was not one to make this possible if she had her way. It was only when she sat up and noticed first the light - different from that which woke her on the island - and then the other details sunk in. The

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[caspianthetenth]

Caspian woke in a small tavern that was entirely unfamiliar to him. It was certainly not in Narnia, he knew instantly, for he knew the feel of Narnian air and the feeling it gave you when you breathed it. No, this was a more ordinary type of air, and Caspian realised very quickly it must be some sort of island trickery. (He had experienced such before, you see

[lifeisnotasong]

Sansa had no notion of how long she had been praying and weeping - she was merely glad Ser Dontos has not shown up to talk at her about home. There was no going home. She stiffened and wiped her eyes at the sound of footsteps but it was only someone else coming to pray - rare enough in itself. She was not expecting the familiar slightly accented tone and if she were not kneeling the shock might have had her fainting. "Caspian?" she said her voice a tremble as if it might not be real and then she looked at him and even hidden by the cloak it was obviously him. She flung herself at him, hope flaring through her. "Gods, it's really you," she murmured, "when I woke alone I thought. . . " She trails off and clings tightly to him, relief overwhelming her.

[caspianthetenth]

"I know," Caspian whispered, stroking her hair and thinking as fast as he could. "I know." He gently let go of her after a moment, wondering if that man with the spies, the eunuch whose name Caspian could not immediately recall, had had Sansa followed. If so, he had perhaps put her in more danger by coming here. "Do you know if you were followed?"

[lifeisnotasong]

"No," Sansa said understanding why he asked. "The walls in the keep have ears everyone knows but there is nowhere to hide in the godswood." Ser Dontos had made her aware of that, the wood was open enough that movement would be obvious and no-one had ever caught her here before. She could only hope that Caspian's prescence here meant this was a dream even if it had just happened - and not that Caspian had been trapped in Westeros. "We can speak here freely - else I would never have left King's Landing before I came to the island."