A warm breeze hitting my face wakes me up. But, instead of darkness or the vegetation and trees of a forest, a large valley of vibrant green grass and a few wildflowers meets my eyes. I look down and see two arms around my chest, and can feel the slow rise and fall of someone's chest behind me. I smile and whisper his name.
"Ludwig..."
I feel the spy move, and let out a low-pitched groan.
"Five more minutes, Mykel."
I stifle a laugh and am relieved to not feel my throat protest. Was my sickness gradually lessening?
"It's me, Theo," I raise my voice a bit, and my response is another groan.
"Yeah, yeah... I need to rescue the adorable Crown Prince... Do you believe he'll like me...? I sure hope he does... You think he likes chocolate cake...?"