Going to Battle (1)

Aliana unceremoniously kicked Lucien out of her bed before daybreak. He begrudgingly left, but not before showering Aliana in a torrent of kisses. She was smiling, happily lounging in bed, by the time her ladies showed up before breakfast. 

A knock on the door revealed Pryja and Louie, both looking sleepy, they crawled into bed on either side of their princess. Aliana giggled at them and strung an arm around each of them. 

"I missed you guys," Aliana said wistfully. "These noblemen are proving to be much to handle."

"I can only imagine with two of them to occupy your time now," Pryja said. 

"What happens when there's seven of them?" Louie said with wide eyes. 

Aliana groaned, "It will be intolerable if they are as dramatic as these two."

"Dramatic?" Louie asked curiously.

"Lucien got jealous of Tristan yesterday," Aliana sighed.