Smiling gently, she stroked his hair, fingers sliding through the tangled curls. “Sleep, beloved,” she murmured, relaxing further against him.
He stretched out, one arm being thrown haphazardly across her waist as he leaned into her touch, the lazy caresses causing him to quickly drift off. “I love you…” He breathed out, a smile on his lips.
He slipped into sleep, and she lay there for a little longer, watching his face before sleep claimed her too. That set the tone for the next week — spending idle time together simply relaxing. It was hard for Summer at first; she was so used to days being filled from sunup to sundown and after.
It grew easier after the two of them spent some time with the Prince and Princess, as well. The Hale siblings, at least, seemed to understand her unwillingness to be entirely idle, and Cora accepted her as a lady-in-waiting. It meant she had other protectors besides Isaac, should anything happen, and small though meaningful duties to occupy some of her time, and constituted a sort of official sanction of her relationship with Isaac.
It shut Rafael up as well.
By the end of the week, their lives had settled into an easy rhythm. Summer would rise in the morning to attend Cora while Isaac practised with the other knights. After the noon meal, they might go walking together, or riding, or Isaac might come and read to the ladies while they spun and sewed. One glorious afternoon was given over to an outing for the entire court, ostensibly to gather late berries.
Isaac and summer snuck off that day with a blanket.