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[thetenth]

And still he found himself drawn to the ocean. In the first three years of his reign in Narnia, he hadn't had as much time as he'd like to spend time on the water, but still those names had arrived - Seafarer, Navigator. He had comissioned the Dawn Treader built and those days, those first days before the green mist and the dragon, those were some of the happiest of his life. It had felt like freedom, pure and simple. It had felt like flying. He had woken to discover a small boat, its sail in green and gold, small enough for one man to sail comfortably, a cabin to be slept in, and, painted on the side, in gilt letters, was her name.

The Queen of Narnia.

He'd spent all morning in and out of the boat, and then decided to strip and swim. He'd spent a pleasant half an hour or so dipping and diving before he emerged, pushing his hair back from his face.

This place, he thought.
He could be happy in a place like this.

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[thetenth]

"That sounds...not unlike being a king," he pointed out, one eyebrow twitching. "Will you be able to live with obscurity?"

[victorofthe65th]

Finnick gives a quiet laugh in reply and shakes his head as he dusts some stray grains of sand off his chest. "I'm not sure. I suppose time will tell on that one."

He doesn't mention that the celebrity had been all but forced on him. And nobody had told him that being a victor would mean selling himself to the rich and the powerful for the rest of his life.

"Or," he adds with a broader grin, "I'll just have to make sure everyone here soon knows me."

[thetenth]

"Is this prior warning?" asked Caspian, a broad, warm grin spreading across his face. He tilted his head, the breeze ruffling his hair forward before he pushed it back. "Should I find cover now?"

[victorofthe65th]

"Only if you're worried you'll be intimidated by my astounding good looks and dazzling personality," Finnick remarks with a wide grin. "If not, simply consider yourself one of the lucky few to get an early glimpse of greatness."

It's all bravado, of course, all completely over-the-top. It doesn't at occur to Finnick that Caspian may not get his attempt at humor.

[thetenth]

"I'll definitely count myself as numbered among the lucky," said Caspian, rolling his eyes. "To have been here when you still languished in obscurity."

[victorofthe65th]

"You can tell everyone you knew me when," Finnick says, tipping his head back to breathe in the salty air. "And I can tell everyone I know the low king of Narnia. Not that I've yet figured out exactly what that means."