As promised he rested. Sleeping and allowing his body to heal and mend. In and out of fit filled dreams, of their future that was being controlled by someone else. At some point the dreams quieted down and he was in a place where they could be together. Feeling her hands on his chest, lips on his. It felt so real…<br/><br/>“Maria…” her name was moaned, his eyes opening slowly only to start the face that looked down at him. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?”<br/><br/>Standing up, Abby grinned “I came to help you feel better….” Chewing on the edge of her nail. “What? Weren’t you enjoy it? Or am I not the right woman for the job?”<br/><br/>“Get out of here,” he growled in anger.<br/><br/>“Or what? You going to have me removed?” Abby made herself comfortable on his bed. “You think that just because you saved that little shit that you can call the shots? You must have gotten hit in the head too,” the princess taunted. “This is my home, my family and my kingdom,” raising her hand she dragged her finger along his jaw. “You’re just a servant and want to be serviced by you...” looking down at his crotch. “And you were enjoying it to before you woke up…so just lay back and let me finish…”<br/><br/>“NURSE!” he called. “NURSE!”<br/>Abby huffed and stood, just as a nurse arrived in time to see Brad fall into a fit of coughs while spitting up blood. “Princess, please the ranger is not well enough for visits…”<br/><br/>“I’m sure if it was another princess that would be different,” the comment thrown over her shoulder as she left the room. Down to Maria’s room she made her way, knocking on the door and then entering without being invited in. Pushing past the peasant, “What is it about you that has so many people wrapped about your little finger? I just don’t get it. Why do they all love you so much?”