Rowan made sure he did not waste any chance he had to spend time with Rosalind whenever his duties allowed it.
Whenever he was not occupied with council matters or royal obligations, he would find her, and they would take slow walks around the training grounds or along the gardens, talking and laughing in a way that slowly made the palace feel less like a place of formality and more like something softer between them.
As the first week slipped by in that steady pattern of court duties and shared moments, they somehow kept finding their way back to each other, and even when the day demanded attention from others, the night often returned them to the same space of understanding.
Sometimes they would leave the palace entirely, moving through bustling markets or small fairs that Rosalind found interesting, and Rowan would simply watch her as she looked around with that curiosity that made everything feel more alive through her eyes.
