GINGER:

As everyone speaks, my eyes dart around the room, landing on Hera, who is sitting silently on the couch watching me. Her stare scares me, then I turn to Caspian and back to her, to see she is actually looking at him and not me.

She notices me at once, turning away.

“I wish I could have been there to protect you,” Caspian says, and I shake my head.

“It is not your fault,” I say to him.

Relief washes over me, knowing I am able to say more words to them. I badly want to see ...