philip_charming | Dreaming the First

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Dreaming the First

Warnings: TAUNTINGS and DISNEY under the cut!
Dream Effects: Shocked surprise at first, fading to tenderness- and then a precipitous fall into miserable despair, gradually hardening to bitter determination
Note: While this is no happy dream, it's also not a Moon Cycle nightmare; no illness shall be forthcoming.

NggggghhhAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!

[Philip jerked upright in bed, covered in sweat and staring wildly at the dark of his bedroom- and at no point does he notice the faint glimmer of the Dreamberry at his bedside table, its purple glow fading away.]

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[Well, they ARE both clothed-ish.]

Oh, I've had some help there... [His face wanted to cloud up, remembering some of the lordlings and ladies who made game of his moral stance when they were all younger- but with Aurora on his lap, he just can't quite manage it.]

And besides, I've always found it rather humbling just how much out there there is to know. It's amazing what the hand of a skilled man can create.

[She moved one hand and linked fingers with him while the other stayed on around his shoulder.] Hmm, the hand of a skilled man are very well and good... but I think my favorite hands are the ones attached to the arms holding me.

Mmmm. [He smiled into her eyes, free hand sliding around her waist and pulling her closer against him for a proper bit of cuddling.] How very strange, I feel the same way...

[He kissed her then, and kissed her again; his lips meeting her own in a butterfly-light flurry of affection. As far as he was concerned, she was his lady, and he wanted to show how much he appreciated that fact.]

Not so strange, I think. [She teased back.] Unless there are other girls you've been holding in these arms? [She giggled at the sweet kisses pressed against her lips at his butterfly kisses.] Hmm, there must have been hundreds of princesses who wanted to be in these arms of yours.

None by choice, I promise. [He may have had to make nice to any number of well-connected daughters whose fathers shouldn't be offended, but he'd tended toward distant courtesy as best he could manage- and practically never danced with the same girl twice at a ball.]

And while I can't say about their feelings, I know for certain there's only one girl I want to hold.

Well, I certainly know there's only one man I want holding me... how fortunate he's my betrothed. [She rested her forehead against his. She wondered if Phillip's father or her own had ever once thought to get rid of the arrangement, sixteen years for her to marry. Was such a waiting period standard among royals? She didn't know. She knew very little of her father's kingdom and how things functioned.]

An astonishing coincidence, that. [He couldn't quite keep a straight face at his comment; as amazing a trick of Fate it was to fall in love with his promised bride, it's the proposal that had him truly feeling the right to call her his bride-to-be.]

I don't think so. [She kissed that smile.] It's not that difficult to fall in love with you. [She was starting to feel tired, late as it was. She rested her head on his shoulder.] Phillip, I love you.

[It had been a stressful night, then a joyous one; in either case the intense see-saw of emotions had done a number on Philip too. Sorry about the YAAAAAWWWWN, Aurora; it's not you, honest!]

My sweetest Aurora, the princess of my heart. [He stroked her hair softly, his own eyes drooping closed. And then, in faint whisper as he started to nod off...]

Don't think I could keep from loving you if I tried...

[She could only smile at his words before she kissed the underside of his jaw.] I think we should away to bed, my love. [She snuggled in close to him. She didn't really want to leave his arms. Especially not after his proposal.]

[He nodded his assent, eyes not really open as he held her gently.] Bed... 'f crse...

[They can just lean back and snooze then, right? That makes perfect sense.]

[She remained against him, feeling safest in his arms. When they leaned back, she moved to stay in the crook of his neck while her arms rested on his chest.]

Sweet dreams, my love.

[He held her close, smiling even as he drifted off.]

Best dream of all...

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