“Bonsoir,” the porter said but Isaak did not answer, and it was Kate who responded as Isaak frowned at the crib. “It’s beautiful,” Kate commented for it was. In antique silver, she guessed it to be from around the early 1900s. The hotel was filled with the most stunning pieces and finally Kate was starting to relax enough to enjoy. “I love it here,” she said as they stepped out of the lift. “Even the baby cribs are fascinating.” “Well it didn’t look particularly safe if you ask me,” Isaak quipped. “Oh I’m sure it’s been thoroughly adapted,” Kate said and Isaak gave a nod but she could tell he was suddenly distracted. “Are you okay?” “Of course,” Isaak said as they were led through the lavish dining room and to their seats, tucked away to allow for an intimate meal, which, for a couple on a real honeymoon, would be sublime. It was sublime anyway, Kate thought as they sat at a small table and Isaak took her hand. “You look amazing,” he said. “So do you.”
