New Beginnings

[Isotta Ellesborough]

• It was with the expression of a determined suggestion that Isotta surveyed the boy—for while he was certainly very tall indeed, he still had a scrawniness to him which made her incredibly reluctant to consider him a man—from curly mop of red hair (how unfashionable!) to shoes of a quality high enough to suggest an affluent background. His commentary faced similar scrutiny; the blonde quickly determined that any monster that didn’t finish off such a stick of a boy was of no threat to her.
  
  “I shall disarm them with my charm,” she offered sweetly, though there was still a glint of judgment in her eyes. “And, that failing, stamp on their toes!” Though her voice was decidedly accented, her English was clear.