When Prince Hugo told her 'Let me spoil you', Princess Sofia wasn't exactly sure what her husband had planned at the moment. But this, wasn't it.
This, as it turned out, it was a relaxing Bubble bath.
One that was of nice hot water – not scalding, but hot enough to be relaxing –, rose petals on the bathtub, and whatever soap it was that Prince Hugo had dumped had produced a wonderful mix of rose and lavender scent. Not counting, of course, the bubbles that rose to her chin.
But of course, Prince Hugo had not stopped there, he had also added lavender and rose scented candles in the bathroom, a glass of fine champagne and dark chocolate truffles for Princess Sofia to nibble on. Prince Hugo had also had calm jazz music playing from his radio and Princess Sofia was quite grateful. No one had ever done such a considerate thing for her.
Princess Sofia smiled as she relaxed against his chest. She had insisted he get into the bathtub with her, Prince Hugo should also enjoy the fruits of his labor, why not? And while they were a bit tight, she was not complaining. There was something to be said about leaning comfortably against her husband's naked and wet chest. To feel his hands wash and massage her limbs, always respectful of not crossing any boundaries. Not tonight, tonight was simply for Princess Sofia to relax and wash away her troubles.
It was true that Princess Sofia didn't have many troubles, but as she laid against Prince Hugo's chest, feeling the water and bubbles against her own skin, taking little sips of champagne, she wasn't going to complain. How many women were lucky enough that their significant other did this for them?
Princess Sofia was also eyeing the new bathrobe Prince Hugo had gifted her, it was white and fluffy, and she could see her initials embroidered and it looked so comfortable, Princess Sofia couldn't wait to wear it. It was soft, she knew because she had held it before getting into the bath, it had been impossibly soft and Princess Sofia wondered just how much it had costed, because there was no way that bathrobe was cheap.
"This, is very, very nice." Princess Sofia purred out, tucking her face against Prince Hugo's neck. "Thank you for everything."
"You are very welcome, love."
Princess Sofia wiped her hand and grabbed a truffle, she savored it and offered another to Prince Hugo, "These are delicious, and the champagne is also very nice." It was true, the sharp of the champagne contrasted quite well against the slightly sweet chocolate truffle, even when it was a darker chocolate, it was still sweet.
"Some sweets," Prince Hugo said as he kissed the top of her head. "For my sweet."
"You are a romantic."
"And damned proud of it."
"Well, then, I am very glad that I am the lucky lady who gets your attention." Princess Sofia kissed his cheek, she meant that. Dating Prince Hugo was something she had never imagined, but now that she was with him, and saw what a great man Prince Hugo was, she knew that she would not regret the relationship, one Princess Sofia now hoped would last.
"And I am a very lucky man."
Once more, Princess Sofia kissed his cheek, then cuddled against him and let her mind wonder. This was a good way to end the day. Made all the better knowing that Prince Hugo would stay the night and be there for her in the morning. Yes, she was very lucky indeed.