You're sharing a room with your enemy. You both stare at the one bed. After you claim the bed and sit on it, he shrugs his shoulders. "Whatever the princess wants, the princess gets," he says, placing his things on the floor. Later, you're both sleeping, him being on the floor with a blanket and pillow. You wake up to find yourself near the edge, but before you can catch yourself, you roll off the bed and fall on top of him, his face inches from yours. With his hands around your waist he says in a sleepy yet seductive voice, "Falling for me now? Get the fuck up, princess."