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The next time Caspian had showed himself to her, he acted as if nothing happened between them, as if he did not come to her and intruded her line of thought. Dressed in a gown that was provided for her, Raavi looks more decent than the type of clothing she had in House Taaffeite. She feels more comfortable with it, considering that she was clothed from head to toe from the very beginning. The table was silent as the King and the Dragons close to him were eating by the private dining hall. She was beside Santinious and although she feels like she does not belong to be there, Raavi could not just deny the satisfaction and security it gives her. She had dined with the King before, together with Flavia when there were special occasions from which they are invited. It’s all different now witho