Once again you are sitting alone at your family’s table during one of their galas. Despite being a noble's son you are seventh and last of your line, and have been given next to no attention by any of the noble families, including your own; no house representatives come to speak to you, none of the noblewoman even grant you a glance as you ask them to dance, and your very own own family has gone off dancing and networking without so much as telling you, abandoning you to your lonely devices. As you stare across the gala to the dance floor, nursing a glass of punch, you wonder if you should just call it a night. Suddenly, you are approached by a tall, older-looking woman, whose deep, beckoning eyes pierce into your very soul. You are so startled by her sudden appearance you are barely able to comprehend her next words as she gracefully extends an arm towards you... May I Have This Dance? Written by the talented u/JeffisdeadOnlyAnton ** The moment I read this, I absolutely fell in love with Isabella and felt she was created just for me. It was a lovely pleasure to bring her to life and to... embrace her sweet thrall **