"My sun, are you tired?"
Vaughn's voice was soft, low, and his breath tickled her ear. She'd drifted off at some point, Snowball curled up against her chest, and she blinked awake at the gentle query.
She hadn't meant to.
She really didn't want to, either.
Normally she didn't mind lazing around and napping through a weekend.
Even considering it was a special vacation of hers, she wouldn't have minded it.
It wasn't as if the position of empress was some kind of oppressive 9 to 5 job.
She couldn't delude herself into thinking that, normally, she didn't have plenty of freedom and time to herself and her husbands.
Though...
Actually, she did end up busy shockingly often.
Despite that, she knew it wasn't constant.
After all, if she were always so busy, then she wouldn't be frustrated by how much time she'd had to sit around and wait, doing nothing, while others did the hard work and risked themselves.
So.
