Isabelle

Occasions and a nosy chaperone. Part one.

Nya knew for sure she hadn't slept up to an hour when the curtain was pulled and she was greeted by a familiar voice.

She groaned, the morning light was harsh due to a lack of proper sleep.

"What's the occasion?" She had to ask, she knew Irene would never wake her up this early if it wasn't something important.

"I'm following the General's order." Irene responded squirting the bouquet of roses on Nya's dressing table.

Nya hadn't fully processed the response when she got hit with the imagery of the bouquet. Confused, she spoke;

"Irene? Why...

"The General's order." Irene responded placing down the squirting bottle beside the bouquet.

"He also picked out the dress you would be wearing for the occasion."

"Who and what occasion?" Nya was still very much sleepy and couldn't quite process what was going on in her surroundings at the moment. She could see Irene speaking but could no longer make of what she was saying, her eyes droopy and soon she was in a slumber.

Sleeping for what felt like twenty minutes, her brain finally connected the dots and she jolted from her bed.

"The picnic!"

As she was getting ready, a familiar but yet unfamiliar being was received into the mansion of Cyrene awaiting Isabelle. Kia was teaching Isabelle how to plant lilies in the glass room garden when Cassandra came in to inform them of a guest who had come to see Isabelle.

After Cassandra had been released by Jia, she became much more mindful of her actions and her words, even turning away as soon as she caught sight of Isabelle so as not to pick up on what she was doing and to avoid trouble. She kept her eyes to the floor while speaking to Isabelle.

"And what is his name?" Isabelle asked covering up the roots of the plant with some more sand.

"Stanley Gresile. Milady."

Isabelle paused staring at Kia who in turn was staring at her, they weren't expecting him anytime soon. Isabelle did not remember agreeing to see him again.

"Nya did say she would write him a letter." Kia commented taking off his gloves.

"Do you know the content of the letter?" Isabelle asked.

"No, but hearing that he is here and not asking for Nya but your presence, I can only assume what she wrote." Kia discarded his and Isabelle's gloves as they walked down the hallway.On getting to the drawing room, Isabelle saw a familiar person whose back was to her face, he seemed to be waiting for something if not someone, and at the moment all she knew was that Stanley was not alone.

"I received a letter from Nya." Stanley rose to his feet.