I'm not single-minded, I'm goal-oriented [R18]
The afternoon went by pleasantly, and Isabelle was definitely only a little distracted thinking about what would happen as soon as she got back home.
Snowball seemed happy as could be. He'd gone from person to person to ride and be pet by. The novelty of riding people hadn't faded, and he'd happily cuddled into his sling to sleep by evening.
Isabelle definitely was not getting more distracted with every teasing look Phoenix gave her as they headed back to the palace.
Once they'd finally returned back to the palace after an incredibly eventful day spent running around from one corner of the city to the other, Isabelle was feeling tired yet happy and very much eager to climb into bed with her beloved spouses.
She gently and carefully set Snowball onto his cat bed pillow on the desk next to the bed. He always eventually ended up sleeping on her chest at some point in the night, but it was good to start him on the pillow. Especially when she had...plans.