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[color=ed145b][h3]~Isabella~[/h3][/color][/center]
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Well...the Monarchy certainly was beautiful. A fairy tail, though? She had never really thought about it before, though most fairy tails where she was from involved her ancestor slaying dragons, rescuing villages and solving problems. Those that didn't told the tale of mischievous imps, goblins, and other such creatures that would steal children away.

[color=ed145b]"Uhm...w-well, it's a lovely place."[/color] She simply replied, just before Zavra made a terrifying suggestion.

Sing

In front of so many people?

The reaction on Isabella was almost immediate. She stood quickly, metal boots stomping rather loudly against the floor as she looked down at Zavra. She couldn't help it - the thought of that made her completely freeze, face doing its best imitation of a block of ice as she looked at the child. She didn't bother with a reply, merely turned and headed for the door. Not because she wanted too, no. She was afraid of speaking because she would both say something stupid, stumble over her words and be wholly un-princess like. It'd appear quite rude to anyone looking on, but Isabella couldn't bring herself to stay.

Ugh, she was exhausted too.