"Don't— don't wake up, please"

The queen woke with a start. Beads of cold sweat decorating her soft features. Porcelain face pale because of the dream she just had.

Yes, it's just a dream. No one in this world want her to stay asleep.

None in this world.

Aurora decided to roam the palace to calm her self. But not without glancing at her king before looking around.

The cold air enveloped the kingdom as the darkness of night devoured the place. 

It's lovely once again. Thorns absent from the walls and the sleeping beauty was awake. Everything's fine. So what's with that dream?

One thing that bothers her  the most is that it doesn't sound like Maleficent. No, it's a boy. A pleading boy.

A forgotten boy that she slowly getting back her memories of.

He's not a prince, but he's charming. His chocolate brown locks, his smiles that's so bright and lively and his eyes that's always full of love and life.

He was the boy Queen Aurora met in her slumber.

The same boy she's so sure she fell in love with.

She remembered it all. How happy she is being with him. How she didn't have to act like a royalty around him and just be herself. 

How much she wished that if this were ever just a dream, she won't wake up.

Because he love him. The nameless, pleading boy in her dreams.

The man that Philip will never be.

Don't get he  wrong. Philip is her beloved king. The one that saved her from the course of eternal slumber. She love him. But, with all the guilt she's feeling right now, it's probably because Aurora is with him for the past years.

The Queen decided to head back to their shared bedroom. Heart heavy from  guilt and longing.

Sleeping beauty didn't get to sleep again that night.

The next morning, when Philip's gone to fulfill his duties, Aurora had a talk with one of her godmother. Desperate let all her thoughts out. 

"Aunt Flora," The blonde started.

"What if sleeping beauty never want to wake up?"

"What are you saying Aurora?"

"What if I have found my love when my eyes were closed and my breath was even?

Say, Aunt Flora,

What if the one I really love was living in my dreams, and not in reality?"

The Queen sounds so selfish, so self-centered, but before she became a Queen, Aurora was once a princess, who dreamt of true love.

And The Sleeping Beauty found it in the figment of her sleep.