The queen seems startled, earning a tense glance from Caspian. He clears his throat, "I could see you as possibly a therapist, you seem to connect with people in a strange way." He comments formally, nodding.

Nicholas is now extemely worried that what he had answered was wrong. He nodded at what the prince said. "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The queen glances at the king, seeing a glare set in place. She quickly laughs, resting her hand on the kings, he immediately relaxes, looking at her curiously. She simply smiles up at him adoringly, he smiles back happily before addressing his son. "Son, how are you from that attack?" Caspian looks to his father, "I am well, thank you for asking." He bows his head.

Nick noticed and thought it was amazing what love could do. Nick stayed silent, trying not to hang his head

The king nods, patting his son's shoulders. "I'm proud of you, son."

Nick made sure to keep his face neutral. He wondered what the king was talking about...

"Have you not told Nick?" The queen asks, seeming to sense the confusion from Nick. Caspian tenses, glancing over at Nick before addressing his mother, he clears his throat. "No, I have not."

Nick looked from the queen to the king and then to Caspian, not sure if he should be worried or not...

"Well, go on." The queen urges, looking worried. Caspian bows his head, looking at Nick reluctantly. "Last night, the only reason why I was back late was that there were rouges that passed the border, I had to do it myself because the guards were too far away." He sighs, looking back to his mother.

Nick was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Good thing that the rouges don't attack that often then, huh?"