"Your Highness, the rumours weren't wrong about you," Rafayel whispered playfully, his fingers twirling a strand of your hair while you had him pinned down to the bed. While his cheeky words didn't sound like a lie, it was just part of an improvised act for your part as the palace's ruler.

Thankfully, the maid who came in to check on you quickly backtracked and didn't bother entering the room any further, getting rid of any suspicion. You and Rafayel couldn't make it obvious that you weren't really from that world, uncertain if they would let you leave.

That's it? Rafayel couldn't help but think with obvious disappointment when you were already pulling away. So, he swiftly pulled you back against him, holding you tight as he spoke again in a much more sincere voice, "It’s been a long time since we were together. Let’s stay like this for a little while longer."