There wasn't much tutoring that happened that night, and Rose soon found herself in bed, entangled in the sheets with Caius.
She woke up the next day with him looking down at her with a very satisfied look on his face. She was very tempted to headbutt him, but he looked so pleased with himself that she ended up enjoying his delight.
"Good morning, Rose," he said and leaned down to kiss the top of her head while his arm remained around her.
Rose couldn't even pull away if she wanted to. She felt his warm lips touch her slightly cool forehead as she said, "Good morning, Your Majesty." She tried to sound cold but failed.
"Did you rest well?"
"I did."
Silence.
Then, with a grumpy voice, he asked, "Isn't this the part where you ask about me?"
Rose couldn't even pretend she didn't expect his question. "Oh, Your Majesty, dare I ask how well you slumbered?" she asked with so much exaggeration that she couldn't help laughing at the end.
