A fair-colored skin lay face down on the bed, and long fingers traced her spine, gently moving from her shoulders down. They slowed a little in the middle, tracing invisible lines. There were red marks on her fair skin, but her neck was even redder with love marks scattered all around.
Rose stirred as she felt something moving down and around her back. She was in a deep sleep that she didn't want to wake up from, but at the same time, it was hard to ignore the sensation on her back.
Her eyes flew open, and she met eyes with the crown prince, who was resting on his elbow while his other hand lay on her back. He was looking down at her with piercing brown eyes.
"You're awake," he commented, his eyes taking her in.
Rose blinked as she stared at him. She was having a very hard time comprehending the scene before her, but one thing that was weirdly clear in her mind was that the crown prince's voice was even more hoarse when he woke up.
