Still tired

It was strange. Even after all that time asleep, Aurora still felt exhausted. There was a weariness, that took her, sapping her strength, tired to the soul, every day.
The Prince was kind about it though. He had been sweet, helping her to walk and talk again, always patient, letting her rest when she needed. Perhaps it wasn't love, not yet. But it was friendship, which was what she wanted.
They talked of everything now, of dreams and desires, and made plans to see the world, have adventures, see sunrises and oceans, without restrictions or towers, and Aurora couldn't wait.