The sun streamed through the tall windows, casting warm golden rays across the room and waking me gently from sleep.
The echoes of last night's celebrations lingered in my mind, punctuated by the warmth of Lydia's body beside me. I shifted slightly, feeling the sheets tangled around us, and my gaze fell upon her peaceful face.
A smile crept across my lips. My lips parted in a smirk as I remembered my earlier indiscretions namely, the trail of kisses I'd left on her neck.
As my eyes roamed over her exposed skin, I was unable to suppress a chuckle. A bright purple hickey stood out against her fair complexion, stark and proud.
I couldn't help but think of how Queen Lydia would handle her first day as monarch with a love bite decorating her neck. The image alone was worth a good laugh.
Eager to see my partner's reaction, I leaned over, resting my chin on her shoulder and letting my breath tickle her neck.
