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She slept late--well, that's half true. She woke when Caspian did, because he tripped over Lavender getting out of bed and knocked half the nightstand over.

It involved a minor fire (his pants), a slight burn to the fingers (hers), and entirely too much excitement before tea was had (for either), in Lucy's opinion. And no chocolate at all, thank you. Which isn't something that she's going to stop thinking about in the next few days, Lucy thinks, and is vaguely irritated by this.

But she's the blessing of not needing to rise so early as he, so she'd taken the chance to go back to bed, after fires were put out and burns tended to.

And she's not precisely grumpy, but Lucy finds she could use some peaceful moments after a morning starting like that, and so she's found herself a mug of tea and gone out to walk by the lake. Corella will likely be taken for a ride, later, but for the moment it's nice to stretch her legs.

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She blushes, looking shyly away. "There's not much chance for that sort of thing on the pilgrimage," she protests mildly.

"Mm-hm. I was nine, when I went there--Wakka and Lulu are a few years older than I am. Chappu was my age. Wakka and Lulu pretty much raised all of us, with help from the Temple. "

"Why not?" Lucy asks, curiously.

"Peter and Su really raised Ed and me. Or tried," she adds, and her grin's just a little mischievous. "But they sound like lovely people."

"Well, I'm moving all the time. Even if I met someone, I'd only be moving on soon. The only people I'll really be around all the time are my Guardians." She gets just a shade pinker.

"They are," she says earnestly. "I'm so glad to have them with me."

"There's Kimhari, too," she says. "He was the one who brought me to Besaid, and he was always there for me growing up. But he doesn't really understand children." She laughs. "I don't think he understands humans, really. But he's always been kind to me."

Lucy, kindly, does not ask questions regarding the increasing blush, merely says, "Possibly after the pilgrimage. Though if you'd asked me, I should have told you I would never marry, so I think I know little on the subject," she grins. "And Kimhari isn't human, then?"

She nods. "He's my Ronso friend I mentioned before."

She's suddenly a lot less animated than she was a second ago, although she's still smiling.

"He's one of your guardians too, then?"

"Mm-hm. Wakka, Lulu, and Kimahri. And maybe my friend Tidus, the one from another world. I'd like him to come with us, if he's willing to."

"Lulu thinks I'm crazy," she admits.

"--Why?"

She laughs. "For wanting him to come. He doesn't know anything about Spira, and he doesn't have any training in fighting or magic."

"But he's really a natural," she says earnestly. "He's already improved so much. And his father was my father's guardian. Lulu thinks I'm seeing signs in everything, but it's just too much of a coincidence. It must be the blessing of Yevon."

"They sound like good reasons to me," she shrugs.

"I don't know about Yevon, mind you, or signs from him, but--but it's your pilgrimage, so I should think if anyone would know, it would be you."

She nods. "In the end, it's up to him, anyway."

"What's your husband like?"

She blinks, a little, and then smiles a bit as she thinks.

"He's a good man. Quieter now than when I first met him, a little, but he's far older, too. He was a good king when he ruled, and now he's head of the stables. Caspian's...I don't know," she laughs. "It's hard. To try and think of how to explain him. He's patient, and kind, and has a temper that he tries to keep. Likely more often than he should. He can be wise, and he can be foolish, and he has a sailor's heart and shares my love for the water. But--but more than anything else, he's simply a good man. I'm blessed with him, I think."

Yuna smiles. "He sounds very nice--and you seem really happy."

"He is nice. I'll introduce you, someday. If you like. And...I am, with him. Nine days out of ten, anyway. Sometimes it's hard, but--I am," she says again, simply, and shrugs a bit with a tiny smile.

"Maybe he can introduce me to the chocobos," she says brightly.

She has to giggle at that. "I shall make certain to ask if he will," she promises. "I don't see why not."

She beams. "And maybe I can try and make friends with some horses."

"They're frightening, though. There's too many legs."

"Would you like to meet mine?" and it's the closest to shy she's sounded yet, and likely will.

Corella's special to Lucy.

"She's sweet, I promise."

"All right," she agrees easily.

Horses are less scary than just weird, really.

"Do you want to now? I should feed her, anyway. If not, there are other days," she finishes, cheerfully.

But her smile's a bit wider since Yuna's agreed.

"Let's go!" she agrees, excited laughter burbling in her voice.

"Come on, then," she grins and grabs Yuna's hand as they go.

The stables aren't so very far away, and when they reach them, Lucy leads Yuna towards Corella's stall, whistling a little. "This is my darling. Hullo, Corella. I've brought a friend to meet you."

Corella snuffs a greeting and eyes her human patiently. She knows there's sugar to be had if she waits long enough.

"Hello," Yuna says shyly, inclining her head and drawing her hands into a circle.

"Can they talk?" she whispers to Lucy.

"Nay, not these horses." She glances at Yuna's hands curiously before back at Corella. "It's not--it's not rare, exactly, to ride a Talking Horse in Narnia, but they offer, you don't ask, and they are not your horse. Though sometimes I think I'm as much Corella's as she is mine, anyway. This is Yuna," she informs the horse, who merely snorts again.

"She was a gift from my brother," she adds.

She puts out a hand cautiously to let the horse smell at it, trailing yards of white and orchid sleeve.

"She's beautiful."