|| HEHEHE... IM REWRITING THIS SHIT AGAIN... SORRY MY DUDES ||
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Isabel was a strange girl with a secret, no one knows about her past, not even her close friend Shirayuki an herbalist who Isabel helps at her shop. Isabel enjoys her life there...
(A/N - Pictures don't belong to me unless I say so!)
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(Bold + Italic = Different Language)
(Italic + '-' = 'Thoughts')
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~ 3rd Person POV ~
The fire crackled in the dark room, only a few candles and the fire itself brining light into the room. There in the room, came a slight tune, a tune that was hummed from a woman with brown wavey hair, olive skin and hazel-green eyes that were focused on the sewing she was doing. Something she was making for the babe inside her belly. While she was doing that, a little girl of only five was playing on the floor in front of her. Playing with her little wooden figures, one a king, the other a queen, as well as a black dragon dragon with streaks of vivid scarlet to match his wings and horns. The queen had the same looks as the woman with her, her mother.
The girl was quite different looking to her mother, as she had blonde hair that shone in the sunlight, green eyes that resembled the forests that surrounded her home and the places her father liked to hunt in, and pale skin. Looks she got from her father's side.
