"My dearest fiancée," He intones dramatically, feigning sadness to elicit a reaction out of you as he laid on the sofa.

"How cruel of you, to let your dear Emperor sleep on this humble couch while you embrace yourself within the comfort of my bed." ‎ He laments, but amidst his playfulness, he vowed to never lay a finger on you without your permission.

Hence, he lies on the sofa, insisting that you stay the night with him to keep the prying eyes away from your forgery of a relationship.