The morning sunlight peeked through the thick curtains, filling the room with a warm, golden light that landed on the messy sheets and soft skin. Evelina was the first to wake up, feeling warm and relaxed, still buzzing from the night before.
Damian had his arm wrapped around her waist, holding her close. She could feel his warm breath on her neck, and it made her smile. As she stretched a little, he tightened his hold on her.
"Where do you think you're going?" His voice was thick with sleep, rough and lazy, sending a shiver down her spine.
She turned in his arms, pressing a kiss to his jaw. "As much as I'd love to stay in bed, we have a council meeting to attend."
Damian groaned, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "They can wait."
Evelina let out a small laugh, pushing against his chest. "You're the Crown Prince, Damian. You can't just skip a council meeting because you want to spend the day in bed with me."
