Sebastian lay in bed, his dark haired head still buried in the fluffy white pillows. For the moment the castle was fairly quiet but he knew, as he dozed in and out, that soon he would be drug from the warmth and comfort of his bed. He could only hold off his princely duties and responsibilities for so long, but for this moment, here in bed, he was just a young man of twenty eight years dreaming his dreams. Sure those dreams were probably different than the average man but some where still the same. He dreamed of his future, perhaps not the one that his parents and everyone else was trying to force on him, but a feature that he got to pick, one where he was happy. Perhaps one with that special person that made his heart sing when they were near.