“I’d better get going,” Susan says, slipping off the edge of the Stone Table. “It’s still early, and I want as much as daylight as I can get.” She moves to kiss Peta on the cheek, and Peta turns her head to kiss her sister on the mouth.

Caspian stares as one of Susan’s hands comes up to thread through Peta’s hair, then she pulls away, smiling a little sadly. “I’ll take that as ‘good luck’,” she says, and reaches past Peta to pick up her bow.

“Take it as ‘don’t get caught and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do’,” Peta says.

Susan laughs. “Well, then,” she says. “That doesn’t narrow down the options much, does it? I’ll see you.”