Rose woke up feeling stiff as the crown prince wrapped himself around her. He held her too tightly to be comfortable, but she had slept through the night and couldn't say she hadn't slept well. She tried to pull out of his grasp, but he refused to let go.
"Good morning, Your Majesty," Rose called, partly gasping for breath as she tried to undo his hands around her, but this only made him wrap his arms tighter.
He didn't reply.
Rose struggled to slip out from underneath him, but it didn't work. She couldn't comprehend why he was so adamant about not letting her go.
"I know you're awake, Your Majesty." Rose could scarcely hide the exasperation in her voice.
"It's still early, Rose. Go back to sleep."
"No, it is not," she tried again to get out of his grasp, and failed.
