The cuddle after tangles was as delightful as ever. Breathing in with nice ambience falling upon them, the wedded indulged in the warmth and the faint touch of their hands while resting close to each other.
"... Does the palace's oil smell different to those at home?"
"Hmm… those at home have a light essence… I believe, here, the fragrances are stronger, husband."
"Hm. Your real scent almost disappears with it, I dislike it."
"...? Am I to stop using oils because of this? Your wife's hair will suffer…"
"No. Don't let your fur suffer."
"Hahaha… such honesty. Husband did not hesitate." — Pleased by his quick reply Ewelina cuddled more to his side, drowsy as the moment was the most relaxing both had experienced in a long time. — "... It is delightful to myself that husband appreciates this hair of mine…"