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

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Well, that would have to do for now. If this storm was as bad as her grace and this soldier seemed to think, then they wouldn't have much more time to negotiate, would they?

[b]"Very well, I suppose that is the best I can expect for now. Prescott! Retrieve Lady Isabella and tell them to hurry."[/b] 

[b]"On it, retrieving Prin-"[/b] A sharp glare from Valora quickly changed what he was about to say. [b]"-Lady Isabella and the others."[/b] With a salute, the young volunteer started back towards where they had left the others without another word. Valora shook her head. As excitable as he was when entering new places, he could at least follow orders reasonably well if he could keep his mouth shut unlike a certain someone named Kelsey and Edith...

A few minutes passed before Isabella and her small entourage would make it to the gates. Valora stood silently, giving the still mostly unknown guard a studying gaze, still trying to see if she could find anything that would make her question his safety. When the group arrive, Isabella was situated near the middle of the formation, with two wagons behind her loaded with various supplies for their smith, and the other for supplies and foodstuffs.

[b]"Lady Isabella."[/b] Valora Saluted. [b]"These good folks will allow us to stay here for the duration of the storm."[/b] Isabella gave the guard in question a cool gaze, but otherwise said nothing.[b] "I'll work with the others to get Mervyn's wagons and the horses put up somewhere. I assume you have stables and somewhere we can let them rest a bit?"[/b] She said, turning her head towards the guard.

For the most part, Isabella remained silent and said nothing as usual.