Luncheon Quarrels

Never in her twenty-three summers almost twenty-four now had she surmised bathing out in a moderately cold lake water would be rejuvenating for her body and brain. Mircea rolled her shoulders back to ease the tension in her muscles and relaxed as she dipped her head back to soak her hair wet. 

"You like it, don't you?" Este asked as she swimmed close to her. 

Mircea shook her head into an excited yes. The water was making her forget about her worries. She knew would have to address them later with King Kirill, Frey and Athos however it was in the future. She was trying to focus on the present. 

"You should have listened to me the last time I asked you, if you want to bath with me in the lake!" Este exclaimed before she slipped fully inside of the water.