I lived a tiring but occasionally boring life in the palace of the evil king. I was a servant and had to tend to his every whim and of the arrogant court.

I secretly dreamed of living a life of luxury and adventure but so far it looked very much like just a dream. I knew that the king had a son, the poets wrote about his undying beauty and the mystery surrounding him.

The truth is that he was cursed by a witch many years ago to eternal sleep until woken up by true love's kiss. He was actually engaged to a very bad man because of political gain so the witch, enchanted by his beauty and feeling bad for his destiny, saved him that way (of course, everyone told the story of the evil witch that did it to get revenge, or something, which was a complete lie).

Also, nobody knew that when the prince is woken up by true love's kiss the king will die so he can take the throne and marry whoever he wants. The king called many noble men to try to wake up the prince with their kiss but it never worked.

One day, I was ordered to change the flowers in prince's room. I entered and spotted the prince, laying on the big bed surrounded by dying roses. He was, indeed, the most beautiful man I have ever seen. I tried to resist the temptation but simply couldn't.

"The king will have my head for this..." I thought before i gently pecked his lips, not expecting anything but...

"No...no no no...he's starting to wake up-!"