“Anna, we are resting here for the night,” Caspian said to his sleeping wife after the carriage came to a halt.
Anastasia was lying down on the seat of the carriage while using Caspian’s lap as a pillow.
Caspian gently tapped on his wife’s cheek as she didn’t get up the first time he called her, “Anna, it’s time to wake up.”
“Hmmm…” Anastasia pouted her lips and covered her eyes with her wrist.
Caspian gazed at her with a soft smile on his lips. ‘Should I just carry her? She is still sleepy,’ he thought to himself and slowly put his hand below her nape and her knees.
However, before he could carry her in his arms, Anastasia sat up and said with haste, “I am awake. I am awake.”
Caspian sighed and gave a nod. “You could have still pretended to sleep so that I could have carried you,” he said in a little disheartened voice. He looked into her eyes and asked, “Can I carry you inside the tent?”
