Nightmares ( II )

Asterias laughed slightly as he pressed another kiss against the palm of her hand. His eyes looking up at her. Truly, he must have been a beast for the young child that she had found nearly crying in the gardens no longer existed. How could they have been the same person? Lumielle was left confounded.

"You didn't ask," Lumielle said snatching her hand.

"Ask?" Asterias queried, a slight pout forming on his lips as Lumielle took a pillow, putting it against her body. Asterias laughed once more, realization flickering behind his bright cerulean eyes.

"May I kiss you?" He asked once more taking her hand delicately into his own.

"No," Lumielle scowled, "You already did so without permission."

Asterias put his hands up in defense, "The Princess is just so lovable."