As the note, slid to the floor beside her feet. Tear drops slid down Isabella’s face. She stared into the fire lost, confused and alone as she reminisced on the past few months………
Being, the youngest daughter of one of the country’s, most influential men. Isabella never had a normal childhood. Sheltered by her father and three sisters; she felt trapped and never truly herself. Her father, Warth, was a wealthy merchant and was traditional, in every aspect of his life and proud of the customs of his country.
Warth found perfect suitors for each of his daughters. When, all four of them were just ten years old. Documents were presented and signed in court, by both families stating that each daughter will marry on their 21st birthday.
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“I will not see him father!” Isabella shouted. “I am not ready to marry a stranger!”
“This is nonsense Bella! You will marry, your sisters have done it and so shall you! So hurry along and get dressed. He wants to meet you in the rose garden at noon!” Exclaimed, her father.
As she walked the stone path through the garden, the roses stood still as if they anticipated the meeting.
There he stood, under the shade of the glass gazebo. Handsome with dark curly hair, crisp blue eyes, a straight nose and a nice mouth. He was very tall, well-built and slightly tanned. There, waiting patiently, dressed in a grey petticoat and trousers, and a linen blue shirt was Christian Mc Alister.
“Good day, Lady Isabella Rose,” he said, as she neared him. “Good day Christian,” she replied a little too jarring. “Sit with me,” said Christian as he gestured towards the picnic bench.
The day continued in a blur as Isabella and Christian lost them-selves in the midst of getting to know each other. Isabella returned home that night with a smile on her face. Something she hadn’t done in years and as she lies in bed, she asked herself in the darkness, “Is this, what happiness feels …show more content…
Isabella is now feeling things she could not explain. Furthermore rumors around town, says “Christian is here to marry the innocent, but each night, he seeks a new lover”. “Can I truly love a man with such a reputation?” Isabella wondered.
In the rose garden, they had become so fond of, sat the blissful couple. “Are you ready to be my wife, Isabella?” Christian asked. “I love your country, but urgent matters, need my attention back home. I must leave at once, but not without your hand.”
Before Isabella’s eyes appeared a beautiful silver necklace with a heart shaped locket.
As Christian placed the necklace around Isabella’s neck, he whispered softly in her ear, “I want you to be my wife, to bear me my first son and by my side at all times. I have fallen in love with you, Bella!”
Isabella stared at Christian in shock.
Christian noticed her rigid posture. He then runs his hand through her beautiful, red, perfectly curled hair, seemingly struggling for words. He then decided to himself, that this was the perfect moment to kiss his future wife for the first
Being, the youngest daughter of one of the country’s, most influential men. Isabella never had a normal childhood. Sheltered by her father and three sisters; she felt trapped and never truly herself. Her father, Warth, was a wealthy merchant and was traditional, in every aspect of his life and proud of the customs of his country.
Warth found perfect suitors for each of his daughters. When, all four of them were just ten years old. Documents were presented and signed in court, by both families stating that each daughter will marry on their 21st birthday.
The years …show more content…
“I will not see him father!” Isabella shouted. “I am not ready to marry a stranger!”
“This is nonsense Bella! You will marry, your sisters have done it and so shall you! So hurry along and get dressed. He wants to meet you in the rose garden at noon!” Exclaimed, her father.
As she walked the stone path through the garden, the roses stood still as if they anticipated the meeting.
There he stood, under the shade of the glass gazebo. Handsome with dark curly hair, crisp blue eyes, a straight nose and a nice mouth. He was very tall, well-built and slightly tanned. There, waiting patiently, dressed in a grey petticoat and trousers, and a linen blue shirt was Christian Mc Alister.
“Good day, Lady Isabella Rose,” he said, as she neared him. “Good day Christian,” she replied a little too jarring. “Sit with me,” said Christian as he gestured towards the picnic bench.
The day continued in a blur as Isabella and Christian lost them-selves in the midst of getting to know each other. Isabella returned home that night with a smile on her face. Something she hadn’t done in years and as she lies in bed, she asked herself in the darkness, “Is this, what happiness feels …show more content…
Isabella is now feeling things she could not explain. Furthermore rumors around town, says “Christian is here to marry the innocent, but each night, he seeks a new lover”. “Can I truly love a man with such a reputation?” Isabella wondered.
In the rose garden, they had become so fond of, sat the blissful couple. “Are you ready to be my wife, Isabella?” Christian asked. “I love your country, but urgent matters, need my attention back home. I must leave at once, but not without your hand.”
Before Isabella’s eyes appeared a beautiful silver necklace with a heart shaped locket.
As Christian placed the necklace around Isabella’s neck, he whispered softly in her ear, “I want you to be my wife, to bear me my first son and by my side at all times. I have fallen in love with you, Bella!”
Isabella stared at Christian in shock.
Christian noticed her rigid posture. He then runs his hand through her beautiful, red, perfectly curled hair, seemingly struggling for words. He then decided to himself, that this was the perfect moment to kiss his future wife for the first