He grinned ear to ear. “Good. Let the past be history and revel, in our present.” He walked to the other room where their beds originally were. Acting as if nothing had happened. He wanted it that way. He had a fight planned for them before the plans he had for Cynder tomorrow.
“I know normally people sleep on beds, but that isn’t good enough for my princess, soooooo…” The room was littered with hundreds of pillows and blankets of all kinds, piled into the corner. “Shall we?” He picked one up and tossed it to Cynder to catch.
She felt like a kid on a candy store, loving even more the idea of the pillow fight. She caught the pillow in mid-air and gave him a devilish grin. “Lets get this party started!”
She ran at him, never losing the smile.