My eyes opened, and I closed them when it hurt to remain keeping them open. I was still sleepy and so my eyes but the feeling of being watched, alerted everything in my body. My mind was now wide awake, and slowly, the sleep went away from my eyes.
My chest rose with each breath that I took, realising that it wasn't someone watching me. Someone was in the room with me.
And I knew that someone was. I recognised the stare on me and how my body reacted to it.
The flush I would feel, the heat that came with it, was the only confirmation I needed.
"Why are you in my room?"
"The entire palace is mine. So this room is mine and you wanted to be ours." Was his reply in a dry, unentertaining voice.
I scoffed. "Is not with beloveds that what is yours is mine and whats mine is yours?"
"It is."
