Isabella looked at Lacey with a touch of sadness in her eyes. [color=9e0b0f][i]"Persephone was caught up in a bit of a magical misfortune. Witches viewed themselves as the superior species. When she was able to walk freely among us as herself, there were others who thought less of it. There was a werewolf who sought to destroy other shape shifters. So that werewolf made a deal with a witch and this was the outcome, she was the test subject of it I suppose. A long time has since passed and that witch is long gone, taking with her the only way to break this spell."[/i][/color] Loking down at Persephone, she leaned down and picked her up in her arms, petting her head. 

She got so caught up in her story that she hadn't noticed the other vampire that had joined them. Until Nic had said something. Isabella looked over at Peter and smiled softly as a sort of hello and a way of communicating that she meant no harm. Her white eyes appearing opal in the light.