“My queen,” the servant addresses Rose, “an urgent matter.”

Sitting in Rose’s lap, you nuzzle into the crook of her neck as she tucks a strand of hair behind your ear lovingly.

Rose sighs, turning to the servant. She’s evidently annoyed that her royal duties have interrupted her romantic moment with you. “What is it this time? Can’t you see I’m spending time with my beautiful fiancé?” She hisses.