"Call me Izzy, dear," Isabelle said as she wrapped her arm around my shoulder and led me towards the elevator. Her embrace and warm and inviting, a lot like my own mother.
"Mother," I heard Cassius mutter to her. "Don't overwhelm her."
"Shut up, Cassy," She lodged a glare at him. She leaned into me. "It's cute that he thinks because he is King that he can tell me what to do." All I could do was laugh as we all walked into the elevator. Once the doors opened, Isabelle dropped her arm from my shoulder and led me towards the dining room while Cassius muttered to his father close behind us. I just giggled.
We entered the grand dining hall. White and gold marble columns lined the wall with portraits of the royal family and various warriors. Isabelle lead me towards one of the larger picture
