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The next morning Princess Beatrice awoke disoriented. The very last thing she recalled was slipping into that nice warm bubble bath. She didn't know how she had gotten in the bed. She felt something heavy and very warm around her small waist. It was a male arm. It was his arm. She noticed she was naked. She lifted the covers mortified and saw that he was naked as well. What had happened? She tried to move his arm. He wouldn't budge. She tried to move it again, and she heard a low growl come from his motionless body. He turned his sleepy, handsome face to her and spoke in a gruff tone, "Go to sleep," He insisted.

"I am no longer sleepy." She admitted.

He looked at her with squinted eyes, his usually neat hair was tousled. He looked very handsome and unkempt. She shoved those thoughts away. "W-What happened last night?" She asked.

She looked so nervous and afraid that something had happened between then without her knowledge. He decided to toy with her. He spoke.