*Trailing from a lazy relaxing bath, wrapped in a fluffy dressing robe, Rose submerged herself in her illustrations without bothering to stop and dress or even brush her hair. Her own cosy room with art on the walls and her supplies lined up neatly, easy to reach and see.
Rob was right about one thing; the new rooms and space he was creating for them would be well loved, like having the cottage inside the manor. A place to pad around half dressed, a paintbrush in her hair, bare feet and chilled. Music playing softly in the background as she worked. Surrounded by their own little world, freshly created just for the two of them. She was looking forward to its completion more every day and the excitement growing.
They had poured through charts in bed the night before, choosing colours and w
