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[color=ed145b][h3]~Isabella~[/h3][/color][/center]

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Gracie's voice had completely startled Isabella, making the princess jump backwards slightly in surprise. She hadn't heard her friend and maid approach in the slightest. Something she needed to talk about? Isabella looked down towards the sword she was clutching tightly to her body. In hindsight she had probably should have gotten the sheathe it was being carried in too...or at least whatever was being used to carry it on her back. Maybe Mervyn would have one? Asking would be a little...difficult, though.

Right, Gracie.

Isabella looked back up to the older maid.

[color=ed145b]"U-uhm..."[/color] Right...how should she explain that they should find shelter? The sky was absolutely clear, wasn't it? A quick look towards the treetops to confirm before frowning slightly. [color=ed145b]"Shelter...storm soon."[/color] Gracie would believe her, right? She was the only one here the princess really felt close too. Not that she didn't like everyone else, but Gracie was decidedly much different.