isabella !
she’s laughing and her laughter is contagious. in every sense of the world. her smile can light up a room, her overall aura too much to take. in other terms…isabella is as extra as one can get. but there she is, faking every bit of emotion written over her features. and whoever is talking to her is thinking that she’s listening to him. so sad. she takes a sip of her wine and it tastes good, it definitely does. she wonders in which part of france it’s made? the wine makes her more excited than the person before her can ever do. that’s when her gaze stops on someone else. someone worth her time. her attention. someone who looks divine and while she does believe she’s the most important and desired person in the room at all times, this other person is definitely coming close. so she keeps looking at them. watching them. ignoring the words of the one who is keeping her company. and when this other person finally locks gazes with her, all she does is smile and not look away even for a second.
・°＊・ 。・ * ☆ // ❝ ME ESTÁS ESCUCHANDO ? ❞ adrian questioned, leaning to move his head more in front of his sister’s face-- a lame attempt to block her gaze. ❝ are you even listening to me, isa? ❞ the prince repeated in english, though there was no reason to even ask at all, since he already knew the answer. nothing he’d been saying was of any importance, really, but, still, it would have been nice to have her full attention. he said nothing, for a moment, allowing his eyes follow the path of her gaze, then nodded. ❝ understandable , i suppose. do you know that person ? or are you just . . . infatuated, hmm ? ❞
