True Love’s Kiss?

A handsome prince, the fairest in the land, gazed upon a slumbering beauty. There was a lustful gleam in his eyes as he watched the princess sleep.

"She was cursed to endure an endless sleep," the prince explained.

"That's horrid!" the prince's knight, Sir Nicholas, exclaimed.

"Positively horrid, Nicholas," the prince agreed, "this poor beauty has been asleep for the past century!"

"A century?" Sir Nicholas inquired.

"Indeed. Only a true love's kiss can free the princesses from this wretched curse."

"A...kiss?"

"Yes, Nicholas. Keep up," the prince said, shaking his head, "I will bestow a kiss upon the princess' tender lips and free her from her prison."

"Sir, are you certain that you should kiss this maiden? She is asleep-"

"And I must free her with a true love's kiss!"

"How could you be her true love if she was born a century before you? She has never met y-"

"Love works in mysterious ways, Nicholas."

Sir Nicholas nodded, although he was not convinced. "Do as you wish your highness," he mumbled.

The prince slowly leaned over the princess. He placed a short but passionate kiss on her lips before standing upright. The prince and Sir Nicholas watched the princesses' sleeping body. The two waited for ten long seconds, still, the princess remained asleep.

"But... I don't understand. It didn't work," the prince whispered.

"No shit, your highness," Sir Nicholas smirked.

"But-"

"Perhaps next time you won't go around kissing sleeping maidens."