KARANTHIR:

My prince, what’s all this?

ZYFAN: 

Pica is spending the night with us. I hope you do not mind. 

Is she not the sweetest thing? 

KARANTHIR:

This isn't exactly the way I planned to spend my evening,

but I suppose Syrrah and Vanni are overdue for a night of 

uninterrupted, uninhibited sex.

ZYFAN:

 Please - you are speaking of my sister. Soon, I shall put 

the little princess to bed. Would you like to help?

KARANTHIR:

 I’d rather put you to bed.

ZYFAN:

 Do you want to hold her?

KARANTHIR:

 I prefer not to disturb her. Besides, I wouldn’t want her to do something, on my person, that may later embarrass her.

ZYFAN:

 There is no need to worry. I just changed her. Here, just put your hand there and ... You see ... is she not wonderful?

KARANTHIR:

 Charming.

ZYFAN:

… Aw look, she is cuddling with you. She knows there is 

no place more comfortable than in your arms.

KARANTHIR:
Zyfan, are you flirting with me? 

ZYFAN:
Perhaps a little.

ZYFAN:

 I think she is asleep. I better put her in her crib.

KARANTHIR: 

Yes, it's time we all went to bed.

ZYFAN:

 I know what you are thinking, but there will be none of that tonight.

KARANTHIR:

 You mean - there’s to be no cuddling?

ZYFAN:
I do not think so. 

KARANTHIR:

 What if I massaged your shoulders?

ZYFAN: 

Not tonight.

KARANTHIR: 

Can I at least hold your hand?

ZYFAN: 

I guess there would be no ... harm ... in ...

ZYFAN:

 Stop. I see now that we cannot hold hands
but you may kiss my cheek, if you like.

KARANTHIR: 

May I choose the cheek?

ZYFAN:

Good night Karanthir.

KARANTHIR:

I don't see how it can be, my prince.

About 4:30am …

PICA:

 Ee eeee!

PICA:

 Ee eeee!

KARANTHIR:

Alright, I’m here. What is it little one?

PICA:

EEH-EE-YAAAAAA

KARANTHIR: 

What has upset you so? Oh, is this what you want? Here you go. 

KARANTHIR: 

So you like this suckie thing. Interesting. I'll try not to make 

one obscene comment about it.

KARANTHIR:
Oh, you’re awake?

ZYFAN: 

You are very good with her.

KARANTHIR:

 I was only trying to prevent her from disturbing you.

ZYFAN:

Good night Karanthir.

KARANTHIR: 

One can only hope.

PICA: 

WAHHHH!

ZYFAN:

 By the gods – what could have happened?

ZYFAN: 

It is called a binkie.

PICA: 

WAH-WAAHH!

KARANTHIR:
Well by all means, give it to her. 

PICA: 

WAAAAAHH!

ZYFAN:

She does not seem to want it. There must be something wrong …

PICA: 

WAAAAAAAAAAHH!

ZYFAN:
I cannot think - with her screaming like this. 

KARANTHIR: 

Hand her over and give me that suckie thing.

KARANTHIR:

 ... Now listen to me your highness. You’re upsetting my prince and I simply won’t have it. Here's your suckie thing. You enjoyed it earlier and ... there’s a good girl.

ZYFAN:

 How did you do that?

KARANTHIR:
Beginner’s luck?

ZYFAN:

 It must be the tone of your voice. Keep talking to her

and lay her down here so I can change her.

KARANTHIR: 

Not on my side of the bed.

ZYFAN:
I promise it will be perfectly sanitary.