The guard looked up and down Isabella a final time as if doing some sort of security check before knocking on the door, waiting a couple seconds, and speaking. "The foreign lady wants to say hi." A few muffled words were spoken, and guard nodded before turning back to Isabelle. "Give her a few minutes ..."
Several awkward minutes passed where the guard just stood there, looking around. She seemed to observe her weapon a few too many times, as if trying to make sure that its sheen was up for some hypothetical inspection. When the door finally opened from the inside, the warrior even seemed a little relieved. The servant girl poked her head out. "The young lady is ready for you now, Miss ...?" She didn't seem sure how to address the well armored person in front of her, and was a little confused but didn't seem intimidated.
When the noble finally responded, the servant would lead her into an opulent room - and rather girly in appearance too, surprisingly like a well off noble girls room from her own home with a couple finely made stuffed animals, a large canopy bed, and very well made furniture. The scent of lavender came from a few burning purple candles that slowly flickered with their flames to illuminate the room ... overall, the entire place seemed utterly out of place for the cruel and otherwise extremely practical designs of the rest of the castle.
In a comfy looking chair there was the 'young lady' - either in her early teens or just before them dressed in a fine pink dress with her long brown hair hanging over the back. The servant returned to her work, beginning to braid the young lady's hair who looked over the noble that was entering. "Hello! I'm Zavra! What's your name?" The young lady seemed extremely friendly, even when the servant bopped her on the head softly and chastised her for leaning forward as she worked. "Where do you come from! They tell me you aren't from here!"
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