She wakes up to an even more blissful morning.

Sunlight poked in from between the curtains greeting the couple to a brand new day. Having just woken up, she had found herself a nice view.

A sleeping Jorg with his head resting on her arm, the rest of his body snuggled deep in the covers. She was worried that her eyes would get accustomed to being so blessed. How it was possible to avoid growing tired of seeing the same thing, she didn’t know.

“Truly, the most entertaining thing in the world is a beauty’s face.” She gushed quietly.

She lifted her finger and poked a white cheek. The squishiness of it was adorable. Now staring at his soft lips which parted just slightly as he breathed easily, she couldn’t resist leaning down to kiss them. but as she did so Jorg opened his eyes.

“Ah, are you awake?” Her expression was worrisome, like a child caught in the act, but her voice was calm.

At the sight of her face looking down at him, chin resting on her hand, Jorg blinked a few more times. As she lifted the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly, Jorg sleepily returned her smile.

‘When had it started. Sharing a bed with him so naturally?’ It had just kind of happened while she was desperately trying to adjust to life here, but since it wasn’t an entirely bad thing, she had decided to enjoy it. Plus, it was lonely sleeping alone in a strange place.

She had been able to sleep more deeply because of the warmth she felt in her sleep.

“Good morning, Your Highness.”

“Yeah, you too.”

Thinking about it, he was incredibly smooth. Seeing as how she had ended up so accustomed to sharing a bed with him at night despite being so on guard with everyone else during the day.

The beauty slept so soundly with that innocent-looking, serene face. And that was why it was even more suspicious.

He could have casually brushed up against her at any time, but nothing at all had happened. It was like he could read her mind because he never stepped over that line.

Jorg lifted her messy locks, and kissed them, closing his eyes.

“…… Doesn’t it smell?”

“Pardon?”

“Just, since it’s hair and all.”

Jorg’s face was saying that he had no idea what she was talking about. She shrugged her shoulders and laughed.

She had asked because it was just hair, yet he was touching it like it was some fragrant flower. She couldn’t just come out and ask him if he liked Alexandra this much. ‘As long as he's happy, what's the harm?’

She looked away quickly from Jorg who was still blinking up at her. It was one of those mornings when she didn’t want to get up from bed.

“Should I tell them to bring breakfast, or would you like to bathe first?”

“Hmm. But it’s a hassle.” She mumbled with her face buried in her pillow.

Really, it was such a hassle. She didn’t want to do anything today. Despite being in Alexandra’s body she was healthy enough to run a marathon or two, but she was too emotionally drained for yet another day living the life of a tyrannical princess. ‘Wouldn’t taking a day off be fine?’

“Then…. Should I assist you?”

“Assist me?”

She recalled his table manners from when he was desperately copying her. She had been using a random fork, not knowing the etiquette of this place, but the sight of him frantically copying her without realizing made her feel anxious.

“With your bath!” He stated cheerfully.

‘A bath? I guessed he hadn’t been talking about breakfast. But, a bath?! He wants to assist me with a bath?’ While she was hesitating to reply, Jorg sat up.

“Then I’ll prepare it for you right now. Stay here, please.”

‘Prepare?!’

As she stared at him dumbly, he got up from the bed and revealed his naked back to her and gave her a nice view the lower her eyes went.