She kept her other hand wrapped around his, as though she could protect him, keep him safe with this gesture alone. Anne kept her eyes focused on him, settling onto the bed beside him as he spoke. The back of her hand that had been stroking his hair rested against his forehead.

"Shh...don't think on that now," Anne spoke softly. "You need to rest, you need to recover."

She had seen this sort of thing before. Not necessarily this exact situation, but similar. After a battle in which a king participated (albeit those were rare) if a king was injured or taken down in battle, even if the opponent was defeated, they usually rallied quickly to strike while their enemy was in a weakened state. Anne knew Caspian would need to recover quickly, and the word would need to be sent out that he was alive and well - and certainly still the rightful King of Narnia.