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[ It is perhaps to his credit that even Lucrezia Borgia thought to curb her enthusiasm as she creeps quietly across his bed and over his sleeping form with the journal held behind her. She settles on top of him now to kiss his nose (like a princess?), even when she would rather jump on the mattress and scream out the news in glee. He might be irritable if she wakes him up so harshly, and she would rather have him be as happy as she is.

But he is taking longer than she would like to wake up, so he gets a finger poke against his neck and a whisper in his ear meant to be ominous. ]

Do not move a muscle.

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[ That touch gets him to quickly slip one eye open, but there's a smile on his face as he peeks out from underneath his tussled bangs. ]

Or what?

[ Her own smile is hidden, only a puff of air against his ear as she moves lower to nip just behind it. ]

A tongue is a muscle. I should banish you from my dominion for this defiance.

[ He stays still, well, except for the talking. ]

In that case, you should have poked out my eye the second I opened it.

[ She giggles then stops herself, sitting back to give him a sharp look like a warning. Dammit, Josh, can't you let her be vicious and mean for at least five minutes? ]

I was merciful, but you are impertinent.

Both eyes, then?

[ That gets to smirk like a cat that got the mouse. ]

Both eyes. And what I redeem becomes mine.

[ He just grins even more, both eyes open now as he stares up at her, like he's waiting. Well? ]

[ She tries to seem nonchalant, fiddling with his collar. ]

A princess's crown would not fit a queen, would you not agree?

[ Knew she couldn't take away his pretty eyes! Chicken!

So he moves then, arms wrapping around her waist to sweep her close so that he can leave a small kiss on her lips. Okay, that's out of the way. ]

Did someone graduate while I was sleeping?

[ Pffft no! She places both hands on his cheeks so she can kiss his eyelids instead. There, still all hers. They look prettier in their sockets anyway. ]

The coronation is not until May. What if I let you call me Queen earlier?

[ Joshua lets out a sleepy chuckle as he sits up, one hand dropping to prop against the mattress. Did she actually win? He doesn't even really know what a May Queen is supposed to do, but it seemed like the obvious choice. ]

I'll miss calling you Princess.

Queen is easier to say than Princess.

[ And oh, she does love how he sounds when he's sleepy, stretching her arms now to drape them over his shoulders. This way she can feel his laughter rumble in his chest before it escapes his throat. ]

I wonder if my kisses would be as effective on little frogs then

[ And that does get a laugh, however light. ]

You need more frog princes already? I must be doing something wrong.

[ She smiles in turn, reaching her hand to ruffle his hair at the back and humming as if to list out his faults. But nope. ]

But you will not be my King then so I must find one more at least.

You wanted to nominate me that badly? You would have wasted a vote.

[ He's not delusional enough to think he's popular. Besides, even if they cheated, he wouldn't like being the center of attention at a large party where a lot of people would hate him. The noise... ]

Who's the King, then? Not Spike?

[ Sadly true. She shakes her head at the mention of Spike, when she even voted for him! She has no penchant for guessing popularity. ]

I would shine brighter if you were beside me.

Then I'll go.

[ Darn, it could have been a prime opt-out. But when she asks without asking... ]

I'll just find a different costume, since you'll have to match your king now. Is he a beast?

[ That gets her to laugh and hop a little on the bed. She's trying not to be a child over this but it's. so. exciting! ]

No, he is most handsome and a King in truth.

Oh boy, every princess's greatest wish. Why bother with a frog prince when you have a king?

I better start writing my farewell note, if you're about to wander.

[ Look how smug she is to see him jealous, seeing no need to allay his worries either. She isn't the nicest. ]

What would your farewell note say?

Hmmm...

Don't forget a coat.

[ She shoves him playfully, not gently though. ]

That will not send me running back!

What! Am I supposed to drag you back, like the beast?

[ She makes a frown over the smile still trying to break free, moving aside to lie on her back beside him. ]

I do not want to be dragged anywhere against my will.

You just want someone to cry when you leave?

[ Joshua falls to his side, still propped up an elbow. Gazing at her, always gazing. ]

I can't remember if that was part of the original deal.