[his father was also a paranoid tyrant that was actually assassinated so how great of life advice did he really have to give.

Gwen frowns. As much as she wants to be petty and make him be awake if she is, she doesn't really because he's the king and he's got the weight of the kingdom on his shoulders and he does so much all day long that he deserves his rest on his wonderful, soft bed. Not be awake because of his common born wife who can't enjoy nice things.]

Well, that's ridiculous because you seem to have no problem sleeping anywhere and you were actually born into royalty.

[She's seen him sleep on the ground more than once. He even passed out on her bed that one time and she knows from many, many years on it that it was not comfortable.]

I'm sorry to have woken you. Go back to sleep. I'll be fine.