Chapter 52: A Warm Pillow
"Princess, it’s time to get up," a voice murmured in Soleia’s ear, and she let out a displeased groan, burying herself deeper into the blankets. Finally, she had managed to get a night of good sleep, and Lily wanted to wake her up? That was heartless of her!
"Five more minutes," she mumbled, wrapping her arms and legs around her pillow.
She was so warm and toasty underneath the covers that even moving an inch from the duvet seemed to be a herculean task. Maybe Lily would prepare breakfast first, before calling for her.
Mmmm... breakfast... Soleia licked her lips and continued to sleep.
Meanwhile, Rafael was staring at Soleia with barely concealed amusement. Princess Soleia was completely unaware of who her limbs were wrapped around. But while this was horribly entertaining, he still needed to get up, and it was nigh impossible to do so with her limbs all over him.
He decided to gently blow in her ear to wake her up. She deserved that much after she had kept him awake for half the night thanks to the warmth and strength in her limbs. If Princess Soleia had gotten a wrestling tutor, she might have been a real menace on the battlefield.
"In that case, Princess, can you let go of me first? I need to use the bathroom."
Soleia heard a man’s voice in her ear, and she shook her head irritably like a dog with waterlogged ears. She raised a hand and smacked the pillow hard, in retaliation for daring to ask her to let it go. To think pillows have the nerve to talk back now! Pillows were meant to be hugged!
Wait. Soleia paused. Pillows couldn’t talk. Pillows didn’t need to use the bathroom. They also weren’t this warm to the touch. Soleia raised a cautious hand and began to feel the contours of this pillow. Did it just... move? Was it... breathing?
Oh no.
Oh no.