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Alice opened her eyes, blinking from the intense light above her head and yawned as she tried to stretch her arms. She couldn't though since something heavy was limiting her movement. It was Damian laying right next to her. To be more precise it was his arm that was going over her chest in a lazy attempt of a hug. She looked at it, her eyes moving upwards as she observed the rest of his muscular body all the way to his handsome face. He looked very peaceful, his eyelashes casting shadows on his chest as he breathed calmly. Alice smiled and turned to the side to face him. He looked dreamy and the girl couldn't stop herself from kissing him lightly on the lips. The prince instantly smiled.

"You were awake?" She asked him and he chuckled. 

"Maybe." He said in his morning voice. Deeper than it was already and raspy as if he had actually swallowed sandpaper. Alice rolled her eyes at his answer and sat up.