I awake to Vegas licking my face, and I push him away, struggling to free myself from the doggy kisses "Vegas, down boy" I manage to choke out as Vegas hops onto my bed and continues the onslaught of kisses.

"Wakey Wakey sis." Andre called out from the doorway in a singsongy voice. "America is a awaiting."

I groan and push Vegas off the bed, desperate to return to my peaceful sleep.

"I'm serious, Liss. Get up. We've got work to do."

I roll over to face the wall, my back to Andre. I hear him huff, and he cups his hands around his mouth. "Christian! Get your scrawny ass in here and wake your wife up!"

I hear footsteps approaching and I hear footsteps exit the room, along with the door closing. I feel my weight shift on the bed as somebody climbs into bed behind me, pressing a kiss to my neck. "Wake up beautiful, the world awaits."

"Five more minutes" you groan.

"Come on Lissa, that's five minutes that the outside won't be blessed with your presence" he jokes, wrapping his arms around my body. At first I try to shrug out of his grasp, but quickly surrender to his embrace. "Also, your family and your new duties isn't one to be kept waiting."

I ignore him, nuzzling my head into your pillow as you repeat "five more minutes".

He sighs, releasing a warm breath into my neck and making my skin prickle. "I guess there's no use in arguing with you. The Queen always gets what she wants." He runs his hands over my hips as he feels my curves through the sheets. It's not often he gets to place his hands on me, I usually covered in layered clothes. But right now, as those clothes sits strewn across the dresser beside the bed, his hands are free to roam.

"There's gotta be something I can do to get you out of bed" he presses, nuzzling my hair with his face.

"Not today" I reply lazily.

"Oh come on, everyone wants something. Would you get up for a massage?"

The silence is his answer.

"How about some sweets?"

Again, silence.

"Maybe some kisses will change your mind."

I roll over to face him. "Hey, that caught your interest" he laughs, smiling.

"Kiss me, you idiot" I say, pressing my lips to his lazily. He returns the kiss, reaching his hands up to run them through my hair. The kiss becomes more passionate, and his hands tangle in my hair.

His lips trail away from mine, and he places gentle kisses on my cheek, my chin, and down to my neck. I lick my lips, happy at the turn of events. He nips your neck, and I grab his face pulling his head up to mine and touching my forehead to his. One of his hands runs under the covers and squeezes my ass, and I squirm.

My lips collide again, and I can't help but smile into the kiss. This morning was turning out to be better than most.

Suddenly the door flies open and clashes against the wall, making the walls rattle. Andre storms into the room, then stops dead in his tracks. "Gross", he makes a gagging noise "when you two lovebirds are done making out, I just got a message from the Mother that I'm sure Lissa might want to read-" he pauses as Christian looks over his shoulder, making eye contact with him . "Kid, I don't even WANT to know what your hand is doing under that blanket. Now get up, there's work to do."

Christian sighs and hauls himself out of bed, stretching. He offers me a hand. "You ready?"

I yawn and rub the sleep from my eyes, then reaching out to take his hand. "Thanks to you, now I am ready."

"Who is she?" I asked looking at a picture of a 22 year old woman who looked 5'7 with thick, long dark brown hair that shines black in the right light, dark brown eyes with golden flecks, and lightly tanned skin. She looked kinda familiar but nothing worth noting for me to remember.

"She's a criminal. Charges are theft, trespassing, kidnapping, and the murder of Guardian Hathaway's daughter. Some say she's kinda insane. "

"What do you need me for, again?" I asked.

"The prison ward just wants to know if they can push her execution to tomorrow?"

I sighed. "Um..."

The doors open and I see Ivan Zeklos come in followed by the famed Guardian Belkiov and Ivan's assistant. I looked up to Councilman Ashford. "Give me a second."

He nods as I go to greet Ivan. I've meet him a couple times for us to be at least friendly. "Mr. Zeklos."

"Please." He shakes his head. "Ivan."

I nod as I shake Guardian Belikov's hand as well. "Guardian Belikov, I feel like I should be more friendly to you counting that you're marrying into the same family as I did."

He swallows and says nothing but nodded. Not the response I was expecting.

Ivan spoke up. "Are we early?" He looks at his assistant who shakes her head. "Did we interrupt anything?"

"No. " I turn back to the Councilman. "Councilman Ashford and I were just discussing what to do with a prisoner on death row."

"Oh." Ivan takes a seat. His followers stand. "Do you mind me asking who?"

"Someone names Rosemarie Summers." I sigh as I take a seat back at my desk. "The ward and when I say "Ward" I mean Guardian Hathaway. It came to my attention, she has been pushing the Ward to excel Miss. Summers execution. " I pause. " A personal vendetta."

I look at the people in the room. "Any...ideas?"

Councilman speaks up first. " I think, a swift death is merciful."

"No comment." Ivan spoke.

My eyes wandered to Guardian Belikov, who looked like he had a sense of Deja vu, his eyes down, squinted. "Guardian Belikov?"

"Yes, your Majesty?" Hearing me must have snapped him back. He returned like nothing happened.

"What do you think?"

He lets a small shrug. "No comment."

I frowned and looked back at Councilman Ashford. "Fine, I'm tired." He bows and walks off. I turned my attention to Ivan. "Now, lets get down to business."

(A/N) I didn't use Mazur or how ever you spell it. I have plans for or should I say... no spoilers. But I have plans for dear old Rose's Dad.