His lips always have a way of bringing all the heat in her body to concentrate in her cheeks. Her fingers wrap eagerly around his as she turns towards him. There's no greater feeling in the world than being beside him.

But there's a question? Anne tilts her head a bit at him, curious. Her brow furrows as she contemplates what he could possibly want to ask her that she would not immediately agree to.

"Of course, Caspian," she nods slowly, almost looking concerned now. "Is everything all right?"