She mumbled something into his fur, but it was muffled, and it sounded like a similar answer from last night.
Frozen just nodded and cobtinued to pet her fur lovingly. He wished only he could stop his beloved's nightmares.
They sat there for a while, until Rosy turned to look at him. "We're going to the library today, right?"
"I know you don't, my darling," she said as she stood up. The bright morning sunshine filtered through the white lacy curtains, and Rosy turned to him, a cheerful smile on her face. (Is it okay if I take control of the storyline in a couple of role-play days? Did you have a plot idea?)
(Awesome! Thank you!) "It really is," she said, gazing outside of the window. Already, ponies were bustling through the marketplace. She turned to him, and sat on the side of the bed, a couple inches between their noses. "So, how are we going to get to the castle?" she asked.