It is wrong...to love you? ~ E. Bridgerton

~ Dos ~

"Aunt Charlotte?" Isabela knocked quietly on her Aunt's door, the Queen allowed her to come in. As she walked in, she gave a small bow, "I was wondering if my studio was still set up?" she asked quietly to her aunt, who currently had a headache. The Queen nodded and sent the young lady off. 

Isabela smiled and walked her way to the stairs, heading up to the third floor, at the end of the hallway, there was a room, made just for her. An art room, not only containing paintings and canvases, but also intruments that took a large part of Isabela's childhood. 

As she sat down, and chose her colors, she set up her canvas, quietly starting her new painting. 

"You Majesty, Miss Bridgerton is at the door, wishing to have a word with you," a call man said, he stood properly by the door, Isabela frowned, wondering which Bridgerton sister of the 2 she had met, were here. 

"You shall let her in, and bring her to me, I do not wish to leave this room" she said, dismissing the man, he nodded and bowed before heading out. She went back to her painting, starting off with her base, as she painted the base her mind couldn't help but go back in time. To those times where her and her father used to sit here for hours when she was just 8 years old, he was teaching her how to paint, while her mother taught her 3 year old brother a simple melody on the piano that sat just behind her. 

A faint knock was heard, "You shall come in" she said, and in came in a shy looking ELosie Bridgerton. "Eloise Bridgerton," seh said with a smile, Eloise bowed slightly, still standing in her same spot, "come sit," Isabela said as she made space on the rather large bench, "what brings you here?" she said as Eloise made her way to the seat. 

"I wanted to apologize, your Highness" Eloise said, Isabela stared at her confused. 

"Could I ask what for? I do not recall you doing anything drastic or insulting" she implied, she turned back to her canvas, her hand going back to brush the base color back on the canvas. Eloise observed her movements.

"At Lady Danbury's ball, I was rather wild and rude towards my brother, and I basically told you to stop flirting with him" she explained, Isabela laughed, catching Eloise by surprise. 

"Oh that? It was quite funny, I must say" Isabela mentioned, switching her brush to a much thinner one, getting ready to 'sketch' the figures out. 

"You were not offended by this?" Eloise asked, the Princess shook her head. 

"I found it fun, liberating almost," she said, her voice relaxed, and her face muscles relaxed too, her constant smile was gone as her eyebrows furowed and she light stuck her tongue out, as if that were to prevent the shakiness of her hand. 

"What ever do you mean? You have a life of freedom, how could a single sentence have felt liberating?" Eloise let her thoughts run out of her mouth, Isabela smiled leaned back and looked at Eloise with an eyebrow raised, amused by the comment, Eloise felt like a deer that was caught by a hunter. 

"I am so sorry, I did not mean for that to come out, I am sure to be beheaded now" she slapped her hand over her mouth as another thought slipped out. Isabela let out a laugh loud at the girl's nervouse behavior. 

"You are quite funny, Miss Bridgerton," she said, putting her brush down and facing the Bridgerton fully, said girl found her stomach to be filled with nerves as the Princess gave her her full attention. 

"I shall explain, my comment," Isabela said, Eloise was about to interrupt once again but the Princess did not allow her to, "Miss Bridgerton if you apologize one more time I will be sure to have you beheaded by next morning" she teased the girl with her past comment, Eloise chuckled.