And when the work is all caught up with - Isabella does a lot of careful recordkeeping and filing, and has things to copy out of her notebook and organize -

Some creatures are putting together a music festival. It's a few hours' ride away; would the queen like to come and bring her harp? The queen would. She kisses her spouse goodbye - "Love you, Jamie!" - and gets on her horse and heads to the festival. There are piping satyrs, singing badgers, harpsichord-duetting peahens, a giant with a set of drums, dwarves with brass ensembles and centaurs forming string quartets. And Isabella on harp.