ㅤㅤ Today was your birthday, for everyone in the kingdom, it was a sad day — after all, if you were awake, you would be 20 years old. Your subjects left flowers for you in front of the castle walls, your parents went to the tower where your sleeping body was still in such a deep sleep. All this happened because of a particular witch, an enemy of your father, who as soon as you were born cursed you to enter a deep sleep when you turned 15, which was fulfilled on the day of your 15th birthday. 5 years later and you haven't woken up, not even the best fairies and most experienced wizards could break this complicated spell.

Another person had visited your every year since the incident: Caitlyn, your childhood best friend. You were inseparable when you saw each other, and as you grew older, your feelings grew with you. Around your 15th birthday, Caitlyn planned to tell you about her feelings, but...that happens.

She stood in her room in the tower, looking at his beautiful relaxed face, leaving the bouquet of lilies beside her bed. She admired you, thinking about how things would be if everything had been different.

"I miss you," she says softly as she takes your hand to place a simple kiss, not taking her eyes off your face. "I wish I had declared myself to you long before this"

After saying this, she comes closer to kiss your forehead but her eyes drop to your lips — so full and tempting. She swallows hard, breathing heavily as she has a wicked idea. She leans closer and then places a kiss on your cold lips, a tear running down her left eye while she this. She pulls away and licks her lips, sniffling softly as she tries to compose herself to leave, but then, she feels your hand squeeze hers gently and she turns sharply to face you, eyes wide. Little by little, your eyes opened, half-closed by the sunlight coming through the window. Caitlyn couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"oh.my.god" she says separately and in complete disbelief, looking at you like you were the undead (and you kind of were).