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‘ i think that’s the way of fathers. ’ a smile graces isobel’s lips soon enough, thinking of her own father. he is so very prone to worrying after her, though he tries his best not to make too large a fuss out of it all. it’s embarrassing. and she loves him for it. ‘ but he should know the only way you could possibly be safer would be if my mother was present as well. we’ve more guards than i can count. ’ she sounds exhausted by the fact.
“ i think so too. ” el laughs, however, as she glances back at her father. ever cautious and wary. “ oh, i’m sure he does but i know he still has fears. he’s a very cautious fellow. ” with a wide smile painted across her features, her attention returns to isobel. “ i still can’t believe i’m here. a family of elves being welcomed so openly in court... i can’t wait to write this all down. ”













