"I know." Riku smiled and leaned his head against Sora's. "That's why I asked it." Playful, loving time with his Beloved. He ran his hand lazily over Sora's side, loving how he could feel Sora breathing, laying like this half on him.
"The more you heal," Riku murmured, "The public we become, the busier we will be. These may be the last few days we have alone to ourselves. Especially with your sister and the court returning in a few days." They'd have so many engagements, they'd have to start refusing some of them!
"Now," Riku snuck a little kiss. "Once, a very long time ago, there was a little girl. She was a beautiful little girl, the only survivor of all her parents' children, and she was precious. So precious to them. They gave her everything her little heart desired. Her room was filled with dolls, and sweets, and beautiful things."