Vidar sticks close all the same, one hand hovering protectively near Jeyne's back as she vaults herself up into the saddle. He's granted an entirely appreciative smile from the king, Caspian reaching to clasp the man's hand briefly as he rises properly again.

"Never thought at all?" he calls over his shoulder as he moves to catch Destrier's reins again. "Even though you came to be courted by a king?"