The Royal chambers radiated with the glow of the lit up candles surrounding the perimeters of the palace. Naveen hovered over you, both of you unsure of how to perform your marital duties as newly weds. He leaned down to kiss you as a king should, only to bump his forehead with yours. Your face’s scrunching up.

The sheets rustled as he positioned differently, only accidentally pulling on your hair as he placed his hands on either side of you. Causing you to wince from the slight pull.