Five Sentence Fiction: Silence

Nothing happened…
He kissed her again and waited…and waited some more, but her hand remained limp and her face still deathly pale. Silken locks spilled across her satin pillow entwined with paper-thin, fragile and brittle dried roses, nothing like the wicked tangle of vicious thorns and miles of malevolent briers that he’d fought to defeat.
His armour dripped with sweat and he was late.
His princess had slumbered within her royal bedchamber for one hundred years, one hundred years and…just one day. 

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