Being as good friend as she was, she worked on this problem as best she could. Find the best woman for the king. A difficult task, only she could manage it.

Caspian had indeed been a single king for too long... And he needed a passion to confirm his status. And initially, she was so eager to help him, impatient even. Caspian, on the other hand, rather tolerated these antics... the only queen he could want was... whatever, no one

She hoped to find a kind, loyal and of course beautiful woman. Cause she knew better who exactly would suit her best friend, right?

Caspian knew that she looked through many girls in search of the *right one. And to her great happiness (or unhappiness, maybe) she met Rose. Rose was gorgeous from her point of view. Well-mannered, beautiful as the roses themselves, her voice alone was like the singing of birds, and her kind nature perfectly suited the future queen. The young woman was perfection itself!

And now, in the spacious garden, there were only four people: she, as a matchmaker, Rose, Caspian and his guard.

She is here only for formality, right?

Well... She must be famous as the best matchmaker in all of Narnia for such a perfect couple after it: It seems that Caspian, courageous and responsible, looks so beautiful together with a delicate blonde flower like Rose. Just look at her crystal blue eyes!

It was her idea, right?

So why can't she suddenly take her eyes off the way Rosie looks at the king, how charmingly she smiles at him, how her chest rises under her corset with every breath...

So what does she feel when she looks at her Caspian and Rose now?