She was ethereal, like a vision born of moonlight and mystery. Her long, silver-white hair cascaded in soft waves down her back, shimmering like strands of silk spun by winter winds. Her skin, pale and luminous, seemed to glow with a natural radiance, untouched by the harshness of the world.
Her eyes were large, framed by thick lashes, and held a gaze that was both innocent and gentle at the same fierce and unwavering. Her lips were full and softly tinted, with a rose-petal hue that hinted at quiet strength and a tender heart.
She was simply beautiful, so beautiful it was alarming, princess Isabella glared at Elisa with intense hatred.
Turning to one of the men besides her, she called out "Reagan" she said her voice carrying annoyance in them.
"Take her to councillor Gideon group" she said pointing to Elisa, with obvious contemp in her voice.
"But Lady Isabella, she is a perfect match for the Lord's criteria..." a blonde girl with blue eyes said but was cut off by Isabella.
"Shut up Clara, what makes you think you can talk to me" she said furious, glaring at the blonde girl, turning back to the man by the Reagan, "Are you deaf, didn't you hear what I just said" she scolded him her anger flaring up.
'He was the Lord's cousin what makes her think she could talk to him like that', he thought in annoyance.
Hesitantly he moved to where the girl was, looking at the girl infront of him, she even surpassed the Lord's criteria with that face, she was even more beautiful than the Lord's favorite princess Isabella herself.
Feeling annoyed in his heart, he reluctantly did as he was asked, motioning to Elisa to move, she moved following the direction he gave her to the group at the western part of the hall, the part closest to the door.
Just when she had joined the group, a man walked into the room, going to the front, he stood there looking at the crowd.
His sudden appearance made the people in the room look at him with surprise, "what is he doing her, he never interferes with the choosing process, why today" two girls among the five girls who shared them whispered but because of how quiet the hall was Madeline could hear them from where she stood.
"I don't think he is here for the choosing process, he probably here to call Lady Isabella, the Lord had just returned and probably need her service" the other one said with contempt in her voice, obviously jealous.
"Oh that maybe true, Lady Isabella is so lucky being the Lord's favorite" the other one said with envy but she didn't have bad intentions like the first one.
Walking to the middle with his head held high was the Lord's bestfriend and Right-hand man Lucas.
He stood looking proud as he looked down at the people like they were his subjects which indeed they were.
"Counselor Lucas, what brings you here today, you don't usually interfere with the choosing process and we have all really gotten comfortable with that you know" princess Isabella said with an authoritative voice like she was in charge.
How badly he wanted to ignore her, but he couldn't, she still had what they wanted.
"I'm not here to interfere with anything, I just came to make sure things are in place" he said not even giving her a glance.
"Where's the Lord's group" he asked to no one in particular.
"There" one of the women who were gossiping earlier said with her hand pointing towards the direction.
Quickly getting to work, he walked towards that direction and stood in front of the slaves, scanning through their faces he frowned not seeing who he was looking for, 'she fit the Lord's criteria perfectly well, so why wasn't she here' he voiced out in his head.
Realizing something he glanced at Princess Isabella, knowing all too well what had happened, 'someone must have felt threatened" he thought with a smirk on his face. Seeing that smirk in his face made princess Isabella shudder for no reason.
Going back to his original position, he scanned his eyes through the crowd looking for a silver haired girl but frowned not seeing her.
'Why can't I find, I clearly saw enter here with my own two eyes' he said annoyed.
Walking towards the other end of the hall he kept searching with his eyes, 'where could she be...' his thoughts trailed until his eyes fell on a shorty with silver hair.
'Found her'.....