Consciousness came slowly, accompanied by a strange sensation on one of her cheeks. It was not a bad sort of strange, the tingles I felt were more comforting than annoying. My eyelids fluttered and I furrowed my brow and the sensation halted. Taking this as an invitation to go back to my slumber, I relaxed my face again and almost fell into the rhythm of sleep again until I felt the same tingle on my face.
Snapping my eyes open, I stared right into the gold flecked eyes of the King. His right arm was reached out towards my face and his body slightly hunched forwards over my previously sleeping form. I then realized that it was his finger trailing patterns on my skin and to my surprise, he did not immediately remove his touch.
My bleary sleep fogged eyes stared into his piercing ones, d
