Behind her, her husband, King Marius, sighed as he rolled over in their enormous bed and stretched an arm out. Noticing her absence, his head popped up and he looked over at her curiously. "Watching the sun rise again?" he asked through a yawn.
"I was just thinking back to when I was a teenager," the queen replied. "I was never awake long enough to see the sun rise."
He smiled and sat up, resting his arms on his knees. "If I recall, you were never awake long enough to see school begin, never mind the day," he teased. "My head still aches from hearing you wail about having detention and I've still got the bump from being hit in the back of the head with your shoes."
Marisol glared at him. "I may be wearing only slippers, but they're still a deadly weapon," she threatened.