I go to check on the king, entering the back of the carriage. He's still asleep, the blanket I draped over his sleeping form tangled around his legs. As I go to fix the blanket, I finally get a good look at his face. He's very pretty, in a masculine way, with high cheekbones, and thick eyelashes. His hair, now slightly longer and scruffy is thicker than I expected, and oddly fluffy when I touch it, like a cat's fur, and a bright green. I sit beside him, taking his head in my lap, studying his face more. I notice he has very, very faint freckles under his eyes, and that his lips are full and slightly pursed as he sleeps.342Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQep7yDG6i4
"I could kiss him right now..." I blink in confusion, heat spreading across my face as I stop, my face inches from his. 342Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzkRzKVVewj
"What am I doing?" I mutter, frowning, the blush still on my face. "I'm not supposed to fall in love with you." I sigh and regard his regalia, a plan beginning to form.
"I can't let anyone see the king dressed like this," I think to myself, feeling the blush again. "I'll...have to..." I gulp, my gaze traveling down his sleeping form. "...Undress him..." 342Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFAOLo0glpI
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I pull the king into a sitting position and begin. I unbutton his shirt, feeling my cheeks begin to heat up as I stare at his naked chest. Ignoring the blush, I continue, undressing the king, until he sits, stark naked before me. The king wakes up, his cat-like yellow eyes regarding me sleepily. 342Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi6U9MJ6dJY
"Y-Your Majesty!" I yelp in surprise, blushing intensely as he yawns. "H-How are you?" I ask, watching, inwardly disappointed as he pulls the blanket around himself.
"I'm fine," He said with a yawn, looking at me sleepily through half-lidded eyes. "And, my name is Bergamot. You don't have to call me Your Majesty." I nod, watching as Bergamot fell asleep again, and I scoot over to him, allowing him to lean against me.
"Sweet dreams Bergamot," I murmur, with a soft smile.
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