"Done vomiting?" I asked Sin as he walked back into the room. He groaned and flopped down onto his bed. "Dinner should be served soon," I commented, judging how the sun was close to setting.

"I don't want to eat anything," the king groaned. I came and slid down in a flaunting position next to the suffering man.

"This is why you don't day drink," I informed him, patting his head. He turned his head from being buried in the mattress to face me with a smile. I cringed at the sudden wave of nacious scent. "That's some pungent vomit breath," I coughed, backing away. "I'm gonna go," I groaned, "I put off a lot of work for watching your drunk ass today." I stretched as I sat on the edge of the bed.

"Why don't you want to move into the palace?" Sin asked quickly, like he had been waiting to ask this single question. "I mean if I would have said yes to your proposal you would be queen by now, and of course you'd live here."

I sighed, not wanting to confess what I was about to. "My proposal was a very poorly thought out plan." I glanced back to see he tilt his head in confusion. " Most of what I do, I am capable of doing because I am nonpartisan. Crescent Moon has many business partners because it can partner with both governments and businesses with ease, cause it is not attached to any government. The orphanages can function as a unit because there are no political connections. Not to mention I still go around as a foreign advisor from time to time, which is better than counties going to Al Tharmen's cronies. At the time I thought I could just sign my businesses over to my friends and they can function without me. But now that I'm working on doing that, it's way more complicated. " I groaned with all the stress piling up on me.

I fell back I to the bed, surprised when I found Sin was sitting behind me, and I was just leaning into his chest." I could probably keep Cresent Moon under me, since few people know I'm the head, and it's not like my position as your queen would change anything at all. But with the orphanages, there is still so much to do and I don't want to dump that all onto someone else. And I was thinking of giving leadership over to Mei, but Gueneth, and Calipso, and Fran, and May, and Nake are just as deserving. But I could give the position to Yuni and introduce her to the AR, but Yukino doesn't want me too. Then I also need to find a magic instructor for the kids here that needs to respect my teaching philosophy. " I groaned and buried my head into his neck.

" That's stressful, "he said, as if he wasn't listening to it all. I didn't care I just wanted to complain. "But I'm sure you'll figure it out."

I hesitantly sat up, making sure my hair hadn't gotten caught in one of his metal vessels. It's happened before, and hurts like hell. "I want to show you something," he declared, rushing to get up before me. He excitedly grabbed my hand and dragged me with him out of the room. I didn't even have enough time to question where we were going as he opened up a set of doors to the right of the ones to his room. He spread out is arms in a presenting manner with a proud smile on his face.

I took a step in and looked around. It was bed room, almost as large as his own, but with more things. On the right wall there was a work desk; with a supply of pens, ink, and parchment atop it and a world map pinned to the wall above it. One either side were two empty bookshelves, in exception to a small stack in one of them. There was also a work bench with plenty of tools and instruments. On the far wall was a large window that looked over the island to the sea. Left of the window was a wardrobe and a vanity. The other side was home to plenty of weapon racks, an armor stand, and wall mounts, all empty. To the left of the door sat a violin and a music stand. In the center of the room was a pair of cached a top a carpet with a coffee table. Against the left wall was an over king sized, four poster bed, with a pile of pillows. The entire room had a color scheme of dark blue nd pastel pink.

I looked back at Sin, extremely confused. The proud smile was still on his face, but quickly realized my confusion. "It's your room, for when you choose to move in," he explained, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "It was my idea, but everyone helped. The books and work bench are from Yamriaha. The desk was Ja'far's idea. Sharrkan got the weapon racks. Pisti picked out all the clothing in the wardrobe. Drakon got the plants," he tilted my head up to the doomed ceiling to see it was covered with hanging g plants that would adevthally grow down into reach. "Hinahoho got the violin, which confuses me."

I laughed at the memory. "Oh well his son was friends with Asuka, the first orphan I took care of in Sindria. It was during a Mahrajan when we first met, and I was playing the violin on the street for a group of my friends, when Asuka introduced me as his mom, which I instantly rejected. I've actually wanted to get back into playing an instrument. "

" Why didn't I know about this? "Sin asked getting all pissed.

" I didn't talk to you again until about a year ago,"I reminded him. He was still pouty.

He quickly got out of the mood though, pulling me over to the window. " I wanted you to have a room with a belconey, but there wasn't one close enough to my room, too bad there isn't a door connecting our rooms, then it would be perfect." I smirked, knowing I could help with that.

"I can help with that,"I said, pulling my staff out of my sleeve. I walked over the the wall that sepeerated out room, and rapped my knuckles against it. I held my staff and camanded the ruhk to create a door. Once I was done I grabbed the sort hidden handle and opened the door, standing in the separation of our rooms..

"Tada!" I laughed like a child. "But I sorta thought when I moved in we'd share a room," I confessed a blush instantly appearing in my face. Sin got entirely shocked by this statement.

"I mean we could," he offered with a smirk. He came over and wrapped me in a hug. "Just royal couples usually don't share a room."

"But we aren't usual," I reminded him, "And I know you're just giving an excuse for your stupidity." I ran my hands up his chest to wrap around d his neck.

"Giving longer, I can think if a better one," he said leaning closer to me, closing his eyes expecting a kiss. Instead he got my hand to his mouth.

"You just vomited, remember," I told him with a smirk. I felt something warm and wet slide over the palm of my hand covering his mouth. "Ewe! That's disgusting!" I wined, backing away and wiping my hand on his clothes. He quickly pulled me close and kissed the top of me head, earning an arrogant smirk and a kick in the shin.