"It was the best sleep I've had in a long time," she hummed, smiling as his lips dragged down her neck. It was a wonderful feeling to wake and not have the first thought be one of dread and doom, but rather of love and silly indulgences.<br/><br/>She turned in his arms so that she could nuzzle into him, giving him easier access to her neck. "Careful," she cautioned, her tone breezy and not at all serious, "don't start what you cannot finish, my sweet." The light that streamed into the small crack between her curtains was a dusty pink and purple-- still early enough for the palace to be quiet.