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Elle woke up draped over the Ice Prince, his arm still possessively over around her waist. She was still wearing the same dress from the day before and she felt groggy and like she wanted a shower. But with Mr. Icicle in her house there was no way she was going to be able to get what she wanted. Sliding out of his grip, the Russian put her hands on her hips and stared down at him. Well, whatever. He was still asleep. And no idiot was try to do anything to her in her own house.

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Phillip woke up when a smell of coffee washed over him. Blinking slowly away, his lavender eyes found Elle with wet honey hair and a fresh dress on in her kitchen eating her breakfast. The prince sat up slowly and stretched like a lazy cat, before going into the kitchen and sitting across from her and giving her a languid grin. "What no good morning kiss and breakfast in bed?" he teased. She rolled her eyes at him and motioned to the counter. 

"Must you act as if ve are like dat?" she said dryly, "It is uncomfortable and vill give my friends the wrong impression."

"Oh, don't be that way," he leaned across the table as he took as sip from his own coffee, winking at her with a cold grin, "We were like that a long time ago."

"You mean I vas your toy long time ago vhen I vas ignorant of your true nature," she mumbled, "I vas a child's toy and you broke me and threw me avay."

"Come now, grudges don't suit you," Phillip said without humor.