Mafia Secret

The princess thought that she would be able to enjoy sleeping for a while. It was warm on the sand and the shade was nice enough under the umbrella that she knew she wouldn't have to worry about getting sunburnt. 

She didn't feel like she had been sleeping for very long before voices caught her attention and cut through her sleep-hazed brain. She knew that she couldn't have been imaging it because one was very clearly Samuel's voice. The second sounded oddly familiar to her too, but she couldn't quite place it... 

She wasn't ready to wake up though. Her body still felt heavy and exhausted. She knew though that she must've stirred or made a noise because she felt as a soft hand brushed through her hair. She was familiar enough with the warm touch by now to know that it belonged to Samuel. 

"She really does seem that much different when she sleeps." the other voice said.