The third point of view:
"Hey baby, it's morning," Niklaus woke his wife, but she turned the other way with a groan.
"God, give me an hour. I just want to catch... a little sleep..." she slurred, eyes shutting close.
Niklaus shook his head, then pulled her around to him, "Sorry, babe, but that was the same thing you said an hour ago. It's eight already,"
Reina pushed him away, "Thirty minutes more," her eyelids were heavy with sleep.
"I would have, but unfortunately, this is the royal palace and people are waiting for us," Niklaus told her.
Unfortunately, Reina didn't give a damn. She continued her sleep.
With a sigh, Niklaus simply carried her off the bed. But that action didn't stir Reina at all, instead, she leaned into his warmth. Not to mention he smelled good.
"This sleep is really a strange one," Niklaus thought.
