dancing after death

phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you Phoebe snickered as he whined, tilting her head up to see him more clearly. Of course, as he turned his own head, this resulted in her grinning lips brushing against his exposed neck, but she didn’t think too deeply on it. ”Oh, I’m sorry, did I offend you, your highness? How dare I.” she said, over-emphasizing her sarcastic tone. ”Terribly bad manners to point out your flaws to your face. I’ll make sure to just gossip behind your back from now on.” she said with a snicker. Sure she was teasing him, but it was all in good fun, and he seemed to be amused by it. Why not, then? She was here to cheer him up after all. But with her face now lifted, as he turned his head back, they were nearly nose to nose. Whoops.