Tired

"So that is the situation," I mumbled, lying on the bed with a deep sigh, hand over my face. "Ok ... that most certainly is a big problem." 

"Here you go, Orion," Aaliyah said, handing me a piece of cloth with a bunch of grapes in them. "You like grapes, right?" 

I like cherries, I thought, sitting up and taking the grapes from him. 

"I do. Think you so much." I said, smiling at him as I popped one grape into my mouth. At least it is not sour. 

"It is no problem." He sat down beside me, grinning. We are seated beside a massive pool filled with colourful birds and plants. Right beside the pool is a bed with translucent cloth embroidered with gold draping down from the ceiling. "You look beautiful, Orion." 

Biting on a grape, I turned to look at him with a slight furrow of my brows before turning to look at my outfit. 

The King certainly has an interesting taste. I thought, shaking my head.