What Caspian Cannot Say

Caspian's POV

I had known, with the particular, useless clarity of intelligent people regarding their own hearts, for some time.

I had known it the night of the ball, when she had stood in the middle of the dance floor after Leonidas released her hand and something in her face had shifted in a way that had nothing to do with me and everything to do with him. I had known it in the library, watching her sit across from the King in the afternoon light, not speaking, not ...