"Trig as his mother," Amy says, looking over her shoulder with a grin, while she goes to get Laurence.

"Come on," she says, gathering him up out of the floor as well, "time to meet your uncle." She smiles at the nursemaid. "Thank you, Henrietta. If you'd like to take a break, you may."

Henrietta nods and curtseys and gives Caspian (the elder) one last curious glance before letting herself out of the room.

"This is Laurence."