“Good morning,” Reeve said, his voice husky with sleep. “How are you, my Princess? Did you get enough rest?”
Kit readjusted so that she was able to see him better without straining her neck. “I slept just fine, thank you.” That may not be exactly true, but the last thing she wanted to do was revisit her dreams. “And you?”
“Hardly a wink,” Reeve replied, though his smile didn’t seem to match his response. “I’m afraid I spent most of the night listening to you breathe.”
Kit let out an ahh at how sweet his sentiment was. “Lucky for you the queen has nothing planned for today then, isn’t it? Perhaps you can get some more sleep once you return to your room.”
“Possibly. Although, it’s not exactly quiet on our end of the hall--ever. There are always people stirring about.”
“I can imagine that would be the case, what with so many Representatives and all of their liegemen with them. Does everyone seem to get along?”
