The first thing I thought when I woke up was….well, actually I was pretty bewildered that I could actually think straight, but after that I thought about how relaxed I felt. Shouldn't I be feeling uncomfortable right now? I mean, I was just sick after all.

I let out a yawn as I rolled over onto my side. I opened my eyes and let out a gasp of disbelief.

Sheldon was lying at the side of the bed, head cradled in his arms, and his back rose and fell evenly.

I raised a delicate eyebrow. Had he been there all night?

I watched has he mumbled something in his sleep, and shifted slightly, giving me a good view of his face.

Maybe I was still sick.

That would be the only explanation as to why I felt so warm or why my heart tingled at the very thought of him staying be my side all night.

I sighed as I let me hands run through his blonde hair, ruffling the golden locks a little. He is such an idiot.

I quickly took back me hand when he let out a yawn and shifted a little. He lifted his head and blinked the sleep from his eyes. He looked at me with half lidded eyes, but then they widened.

"Hey, you're up," he said, while sitting up and stretching.

"Um…yeah…" I said, while pushed myself up onto the pillows.

He smirked. "And you're not delirious anymore."

"D-Delirious?" I said. Oh no….what did I do? Better yet, what did I say?

His smirk grew. He is sooo loving this! The jerk! "It was rather entertaining."

I let out a growl. "Sheldon what did I do?"

"Oh Sheldon you are such a great kisser!" He mocked in a high-pitched voice, trying to sound like a girl. "I'm so in love with you! Love, love, love!"

He has a death wish doesn't he? I swear if he does on I'm going to rip off the little hairs on his body and paste them to his face!

Suddenly his smirk grew bigger and he leaned in close to me, his face just centimeters from my own, and his lips hovering over mine. My eyes widened and my lips parted in surprise. What is he up to?

"But you know," he said huskily. "If you loved my kiss so much, I wouldn't mind repeating that performance."

Why is my heart thumping so fast? Why is my breathe quickening? Am I going insane? There is no way I could actually be wanting his kiss. Absolutely no way! Absolutely…no…way…

His lips were on mine, and the fire that I felt a day ago was back. My eyes closed on their own accord as his hand rubbed my neck, while the other made small circles on my stomach. I let out a sigh as his lips moved expertly against my own.

Damn, did I mention what a good kisser he was?

I know I should be pushing him away. I know I should be appalled. But maybe…maybe this is okay. I mean, we are married; we are stuck with each other for the rest of our lives. So maybe it's okay if I feel like this. Maybe it's okay that I might actually be, dare I say it, falling in love with Sheldon.

I let out gasp as he crawled onto to the bed and on top of me, but it soon turned into a moan as his lips pressed kisses to my jaw and neck. I ran my hands through his hair once again and pulled him closer.

First the first time in a long time, most likely my whole life, I feel…loved… Even if it is just a little, that's okay.

I just…want to be loved…

His mouth moved back up to my lips, swollen from his earlier assault on them.

…a little while longer...

I seriously can not be held responsible for my actions. Really I can't! If you think about it, she's the one who brought this whole kissing thing on. I mean, she was the one who confessed that she liked it; liked me! She is also the one who was looking rather sensual with her hair all bedraggled, her cheeks flushed from getting over the cold, and her night gown hung loosely over one shoulder, exposing her smooth skin. It's all her fault. I was going to pull away, really I was, but when she started to make those enticing noises, and then returning my kiss, I was lost.

I sighed as I felt her soft fingers massaging my scalp. Was it wrong to feel this good? Well, technically it wasn't since this good feeling was coming from his "wife." But still…

"Shel…don…" Nenet gasped as I kissed along her jaw once again, while she rubbed the back of my neck.

I should stop. She could still be sick. I'm taking advantage of her.

I shut my eyes as tight as I could and tried to summon some control. I grabbed her wrists and took them off my neck, and pulled away from her.

We stared at each other for a few moments, chests heaving and trying to catch our breaths. I let out a sigh as I crawled off her and lay on my side of the bed.

"Sorry," I mumbled, while running a hand through my hair.

She turned to look at me. "It's okay. I…I didn't tell you to stop…"

I let out a chuckle. "You're still sick."

"I feel fine."

I let out another chuckle. "You do realize that you're trying to convince me to kiss you again, right?"

She shrugged.

I smirked once again, and I swear my ego inflated by ten times. "Tell you what…. When you're completely well, we can kiss as much as you want."

She gave me a small smile. "Sounds fair."

I laughed as I pushed some hair out of her face. "I knew you found me irresistible."

She rolled her eyes, and glared at me. "I hope you get sick."

I laughed and patted her head as she turned her back toward me. "No you don't," I said. "You'd have to wait even longer for the kissing." I love teasing her. That was mentioned, right? I mean, if you didn't figure it out already, I would have to question your IQ. But, really, teasing her is just the highlight of my day. Maybe it's because I love seeing someone as calm and collected as her get all flustered and angry. Okay, yeah, some of the insults she uses I don't understand half the time, but the look she gets when she's angry is just too good to pass up.

"Oh shut it," she mumbled into her pillow, trying to get back to sleep.

I smirked and leaned over to her. I pulled back her hair and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry Nenet,"

"About what?" She asked, agitated and blushing.

"I like you too," I whispered, kissing her ear like I did last night when I apologized.

She blushed even harder and buried her face into her pillow, and mumbled something incoherently.

I let out a chuckle and lay back down.

Things were looking up. And maybe, just maybe, marriage life wasn't so bad.

He. Is. Dead.

This is his entire fault! If he hadn't brought me outside yesterday, I wouldn't have gotten sick and delirious and the I wouldn't had said things, that are so not true, and this whole kissing thing wouldn't have happened!

Although, the kissing…. Yeah, I'm not complaining too much about that.

I sighed and stretched, getting the kinks out of my back. I sat up and looked around the room. The sun was shining through the curtained windows, and I could tell that is at least close to nine o'clock.

Good, time for breakfast!

I smiled. I am feeling so much better!

I turned to look at the other occupant of the bed, and my smile grew.

Sheldon was still asleep. I could hear his soft snoring that, surprising, wasn't irritating like my fathers. I swear, when my father snores, he's louder than the all the dragon's in Dragon Country.

I moved slowly brushed his golden hair out of his face, and couldn't stop the warm feeling that filled my stomach. What's happening to me?

I let out a giggle when I noticed the small bit of drool hanging from his mouth. More blackmail for me! Yeah!

Suddenly a low growling sound filled the room, and I put a hand to my stomach. Gosh, I'm hungry.

I got out of bed and walked over the wardrobe. When I opened the wooden door, I had to stifle a groan. All the clothes I had would take to long to put on! Not only that, I would have to call a maid! What? Do you know how hard it is putting on a corset by yourself? And all the buttons on the dress! I'm sure even I can't count that high.

I sighed and took out my silk robe and put it on. I sat in front of the vanity and put my curly hair up best I could. Where are the maids when you need them! I slipped my feet into my slippers and made my way out of the room and to the dining hall. I suppose its okay to go to breakfast like this, I mean, it is only the family there, and everyone else goes in their robes and such.

I walked into the dining hall, ignored the stares, and sat down in my usual spot where a plate and eating utensils were waiting for me. I gently put a pancake, some eggs, bacon, and toast on my plate and suppressed a shout of joy.

I looked up when I heard a small gasp. A girl, about the age of ten or eleven, was sitting on the other side of the table, sitting next to Harper. Her blonde hair was pulled up in pig-tails and her green eyes shone bright with excitement.

"Um…Hi…" I said, trying to think of who she could be.

"Hi!" She said brightly, while jumping up and down in her seat. "I can't believe I'm actually meeting you! You have always been my role model! You're so pretty, so smart and mommy says you're one of the best princesses there is. I wish I looked as good as you do when I woke up! My hair just goes everywhere, I swear I look like the chief troll of Tadelesh, only his hair is red, but still you know what I mean! And-"

"Woah, Sadie, calm down," Harper said, patting the young girl on the head. He turned to look at me. "Nenet, this is my little sister, Sadie."

I gave a smile and a nod, "It's very nice to meet you, Sadie."

"We would have met sooner!" the young girl, Sadie, exclaimed. "I wanted to meet you at the ball, but then you and Sheldy went to your room. Harper told me that you too were doing something that involves babies, but I don't get it-"

Harper but on a sheepish grin, and patted her on the head again. "Eat you're eggs, Sadie. So, Nenet you're looking better today."

I gave him a glare, not forgetting what Sadie had said. "I'm all better, thank you."

"I'm so glad you're up and about, Nenet," Queen Azura said. "The planning for the joining ceremony will be a lot easier with you there. I must say, I was mad when I found out that you and Sheldon were in the garden when it was raining," I choked on a piece of toast I had just bitten into. "But hearing what you two were doing completely made up for it! Oh, it reminded me so much of my younger years."

"Oh, um…well…" I tried to think of something, anything to say.

"Morning Sheldon!" Sadie exclaimed, while jumping up and down in her seat once again.

"Hello, Sadie," I heard him say from behind me.

He sounded too happy. He was defiantly up to something, he was never happy in the morning. He was always complaining about it being to early, and always grumbling, never giving a coherent reply.

Suddenly an arm wrapped around my shoulders. I turned my head to see what he was doing, only to have his lips capture mine. My eyes widened as he drew me into a passionate kiss, fingers gliding across my cheek to my neck.

I heard queen Azura give an excited, happy shout of joy.

King Ashford gave an amused grunt.

Harper let out a girlish squeal. "Sadie, cover your innocent eyes!"

Sadie let out a groan. "Harper move your hand! I can't see anything!"

Sheldon pulled back, gave me once last peck on the lips and went over to his seat across from mine.

I sat there, still in shock. Then I narrowed my eyes and glared at the boy across from me.

HE. IS. SO. DEAD.

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