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[ready_to_bloom]

[Here's a young king, peering at his locket. He thinks he understands how it's supposed to work - the fairies were helpful enough, it's true. Still, the concept of communicating via… jewelry is rather foreign to him. But it's magic, and one thing Caspian knows is that magic doesn't have an easy explanation. He also knows that magic items are to be treated with caution, so he holds the locket carefully while peering into it.]

Oh! I think... I think this is working now? Hello? I talk into this, and I see and hear people talking back, right?

[Hopefully.]

I should introduce myself. I am Caspian X, King of Narnia. I need to know: are there any other Narnians here? If you are here, please contact me.

[Caspian's not sure what he hopes to hear in answer to that question: he doesn't want to think of any of his people here, brought here like himself to fight in a battle that is not his own. But (and he knows it's selfish), he'd like to think he has allies here.]

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[ready_to_bloom]

Perhaps your king will show up someday. Is that your father? [Since Kili's a prince and all.

He gives him a smile] Just plain Kili it is then. And I'm just Caspian.

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[kilimanjaro]

Oh, no, I never knew my father. He's my uncle.

[The smile coaxes a returning one of out Kili as well, and he inclines his head.] It's a pleasure.

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[ready_to_bloom]

[Ah, something in common!] I never knew my father either. He died when I was very young. And my uncle was king before me.

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[kilimanjaro]

So did mine. [It's probably silly for him to be getting a little excited about having such similarities with someone who would otherwise be a stranger, but Kili can't help but smile, feeling all the closer to him.]

You said you are king of your land?