Luckily for Isabella, the girl in front of her was twelve.  And not only that, an excited twelve year old meeting someone from a mystical, far away land.  The servant raised an eyebrow at what was obviously a dodged question, but the young lady simply smiled.  Zavra seemed a little proud - although perhaps a bit bashful, or embarrassed.  [b]"It sounds so pretty!  I'd love to visit sometime!  Bring me along when you go back!?"[/b]  The girl's eyes lit up again - perhaps it was far away, but who wouldn't want to visit this supposed fairy tail kingdom.

[b]"And T-Thanks!  Maybe if you stay here for a while I can sing for you more?  Oh!  Can you sing?"[/b]  Her talents went a little unappreciated here, in this land where there was little time for art or anything that wasn't practical.