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He begins working, reading through trade offers and meeting schedules he has in the next few months.

She heads into the bathroom to take a soak in the bath.

A maid helps her prepare for her bath.

Caspian continues to drown himself in work, seeming calm as he is distracted for the moment.

When she's done preparing the bath she steps in and sits.

He snarls when somebody knocks on his door. "What?" He snaps. A guard enters, bowing in respect before handing the king another stack of papers. "More trade offers." The guard explains. Caspian sighs, taking the stack and setting it down next to the other stacks.

She stays inside the bath, hoping to make are her less stressed about the situation.

He continues to sort through the papers, at times shredding them to pieces if they are offers to send him women.

She's not feeling any less stressed.

He sighs, seeming bored of writing. He stands, walking out of his study and into their bedroom. He walks into the closet, changing. He then goes and sits on the bed, staring at the bathroom door.

She hears him come in, but doesn't get out the bath.