Elysia sprawled on the sun-warmed grass, letting her breath even out, a lazy smile tugging at her lips as Malvoria rolled onto her side, one hand tracing idle patterns along Elysia's stomach.
For a long moment, the only sounds were the burble of the river, the distant roar of the falls, and the soft, synchronized thud of their hearts.
It felt almost impossible that the rest of the world still existed, that there were kingdoms to run and babies to chase and endless lists of responsibilities waiting for them back home.
Eventually, Elysia let out a contented sigh, rolling onto her back to gaze at the pale blue sky above. "If I could bottle this feeling," she murmured, "I'd never have a bad day again."
Malvoria propped herself up on one elbow, smiling down at her. "We'd be banned from every royal function for inappropriate conduct in public parks."
Elysia's laughter rang out, clear and bright. "They'd have to invent new rules just for us."
