Phillip!...Phillip!!
Darn it, the prince isn't in. I guess I'll have to do it myself.
Don't worry, I've been checked for nerdy cooties and I have none.
*Takes a deep breath, and centers his focus as he traps her lips in a passionate, meaningful, powerful kiss, sending a burning rush throughout her body. The icy sleep that once held her still, melts away like dropping an ice cube onto a barbecue grill during a 4th of July picnic. But as he ends the siege his lips had placed upon her, he realizes that she tasted kind of like wood, and sees her body take shape of a slab of tree log.*
Substitution jutsu...had to save her from the nightmare somehow.