Isabella was Char and Ella's 17-year-old daughter. She had brown hair though it was not curly. On the contrary, it was very, very straight and fell slightly below her shoulders. She as well had green eyes. She looked so much like Ella; her name would have been Eleanor too. Only her mother and father thought better and named her Isabella; it ended with "Ella" so her mother's family tradition wasn't exactly broken.
Anyhow, right now she was in her room lying on her bed waiting. Waiting for…well…. waiting.
"Late," She thought "as usual"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and she quickly went to open it. It was him. It was John. John was a gardener at the palace, they had met two years ago at the royal garden party and had fallen madly in love and had ever since been seeing each other in secret. She pulled him in, quickly closing and locking the door behind.
John had black hair that was always messy, and sky blue eyes. His skin was a little tan but not too much. His figure was tall, very tall.
"Why were you so late John" Isabella questioned him in a voice that was no louder than a whisper.
"Your father saw me," John replied "So I said that I was thirsty, and he sent me to the kitchen and…" His voice trailed of as he saw that Isabella's mouth was hanging open.
"FATHER SAW YOU!" Isabella exclaimed at the top of her voice
"Shhhh!"
"I'm sorry…. but father…this whole thing could have been blown!"
"Isabella…." he said and pulled her toward him, giving her a long kiss, then let her go. Isabella smiled up at him.
"Okay, come on" Isabella said taking his hand in hers. "Are you hungry?"
"What do you think?" John asked sarcastically as he sat down on the bed
She took out a bag full of freshly baked scones and sat down next to him.
"I had Mandy prepare these" Isabella told him "I didn't eat breakfast, today, you know how hard it is for me to eat without you."
John rolled his eyes, "Isabella!" he said rubbing her shoulders "You have to eat! Okay? Now if you talk all this rubbish about not eating without me I'm going to stop eating altogether alright?"
"But…. John…. you didn't have breakfast either...did you?"
"No…. but it's different for me…I'm a gardener…you're a princess"
"Don't call me a princess!" Isabella stood up "It isn't my fault, I was cursed with this title!" "I'm sorry," John responded, he took her arms and sat her on the bed. "Okay, here" he took a scone and put it toward her mouth. She took a bite. It tasted so wonderful…like magic.
"Now you" And Isabella too took a scone and gave him a bite out of it.
They repeated the process until all the scones were gone.
"I have to go now" John told her, and with that pecked Isabella on the cheek and climbed out of the window.
Isabella smiled. Whenever she was with John she was happy. Something was wrong though. Was this how it was going to be forever? No. Things would change, but was the change going to be good?
Anyhow, right now she was in her room lying on her bed waiting. Waiting for…well…. waiting.
"Late," She thought "as usual"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and she quickly went to open it. It was him. It was John. John was a gardener at the palace, they had met two years ago at the royal garden party and had fallen madly in love and had ever since been seeing each other in secret. She pulled him in, quickly closing and locking the door behind.
John had black hair that was always messy, and sky blue eyes. His skin was a little tan but not too much. His figure was tall, very tall.
"Why were you so late John" Isabella questioned him in a voice that was no louder than a whisper.
"Your father saw me," John replied "So I said that I was thirsty, and he sent me to the kitchen and…" His voice trailed of as he saw that Isabella's mouth was hanging open.
"FATHER SAW YOU!" Isabella exclaimed at the top of her voice
"Shhhh!"
"I'm sorry…. but father…this whole thing could have been blown!"
"Isabella…." he said and pulled her toward him, giving her a long kiss, then let her go. Isabella smiled up at him.
"Okay, come on" Isabella said taking his hand in hers. "Are you hungry?"
"What do you think?" John asked sarcastically as he sat down on the bed
She took out a bag full of freshly baked scones and sat down next to him.
"I had Mandy prepare these" Isabella told him "I didn't eat breakfast, today, you know how hard it is for me to eat without you."
John rolled his eyes, "Isabella!" he said rubbing her shoulders "You have to eat! Okay? Now if you talk all this rubbish about not eating without me I'm going to stop eating altogether alright?"
"But…. John…. you didn't have breakfast either...did you?"
"No…. but it's different for me…I'm a gardener…you're a princess"
"Don't call me a princess!" Isabella stood up "It isn't my fault, I was cursed with this title!" "I'm sorry," John responded, he took her arms and sat her on the bed. "Okay, here" he took a scone and put it toward her mouth. She took a bite. It tasted so wonderful…like magic.
"Now you" And Isabella too took a scone and gave him a bite out of it.
They repeated the process until all the scones were gone.
"I have to go now" John told her, and with that pecked Isabella on the cheek and climbed out of the window.
Isabella smiled. Whenever she was with John she was happy. Something was wrong though. Was this how it was going to be forever? No. Things would change, but was the change going to be good?