"Swee-nee." She repeats back, watching his mouth as he says the words, making sure she learned it properly now. Like they would have, if they had been other kinds of people.

"Good to meet. Swee-ney. Now - we like others. Meet each other, just us. Not Prince and Princess. Swee-ney and Gilia. Husband and Wife."

There she wriggles in and kisses him gently. Just a peck, given it was morning and they needed to clean up, but like this was all normal, and they were in love, and did as lovers would do.