She is beautiful

It has been 7years now since Isabelle left with her parents to the city. Isabelle has really grown up to be so elegant, she has a well carved eye brows, a sexy pink lips as most might call it, two set of charming eyes, a blonde soft and smooth skin, and a soft smooth flaxen hair, so beautiful that most mistook her as a goddess (goddess of beauty). Isabelle's father was among the warriors of the command clan but now the top ranking commander of the warriors, when he place an order, it would be carried out without been questioned or requesting the king's permission. Mr. Stephen (i.e Isabelle's father) got married to a lady know for her good virtues Sophia, who gave birth to their beautiful angel "Isabelle", Mrs Sophia did not and would never like to see anything that would make her daughter upset or unhappy, but her husband is different, coming to that of Mr Steve it seems like he is the opposite of his wife, because he wouldn't want anyone to oppose his decision wether it affecting any of them or not. he only wants his orders to be carried out as it is being respected in the palace, he only Cares about his career and position, others opinion doesn't matter to him at all.

"Isabelle" Stephen called out to his daughter sitting on the chair besides him.

"Yes dad, I'm coming" Isabelle answered running down the stairs.

"Yes dad, you called for me" she answered again reached where he was seated.

"Yes I did... well, have a seat, I have something important I want to discuss with you". he said offering her a seat, Isabelle asked looking her dad in the eye.

"dad... Is there a problem? " she asked bothered, because she haven't seen her dad for a long time now.

"No my dear, it's just that I have something to discuss with you, that's it".

Steve assured Isabelle, not wanting her to go further with her questioning.

"Okay dad, then what is it all about? I'm listening". she asked inquisitively not wanting more delay in the discussion.

well, it's all about Clinton the boy that his parents visited our home the other day". he said smiling at Isabelle who was still confuse and left out.

"yes?... what about them or is there a problem? she asked expecting answers.

"No...not really, I wouldn't be smiling if there was a problem, it's just that the young man's parents had told me earlier before now that their son has interest in you". he said looking at Isabelle who was not even by a bit happy about what he said.

"So... what does his interest has to do with me and why are you telling me all this?" she asked inquisitively still not understanding her Father's point.

"Well, I would say it's not a bad Idea to give him a chance... besides his parents are wealthy and rich, so what else could you possibly think of?"

he said with said with a smile.

"Dad?... she called out in a sad tone.

"What is it?... is it a bad idea to give someone a chance to express himself to my daughter?" he asked Isabelle in an aggressive tone.

"No dad...but at least you should have sought my consent before inviting anyone to our home for such matter". she said in a much sad tone than her father.

"well, it's too late for the complaints or should I say lectures because they are coming tonight during your birthday party" Steve said not expecting any other word from her.

"but dad am just turning 14 today and you know that" she said trying to oppose her father's request or should she say command.

"That which I have told you Is the reason I called you, so you can leave now" he said ignoring her word.

"but father..." Isabelle tried arguing but was cut off by her father yet again.

"go upstairs!... I said now!" Steve shouted on top of his voice frightening Isabelle who ran up the stairs in tears.

That evening, the party was just about to begin when Clinton and his parents arrived, his parents are known to be among the first class citizens of the command clan.

"Good evening Mr Stephen" Clinton's parents greeted extending their hands for a hand shake.

"Good evening to you too, welcome to my humble abode" Steve said shaking hands with them.

"Good evening sir " Clinton greeted as well smiling from ear to ear.

"Good evening dear, it's nice meeting you my boy" Steve said smiling to him as well.

"it's a great honour to have you all as my guest" Steve said with a smile.

"Uhmm...sir, please where is your daughter?" Clinton asked after making an eye search of her in the room.

"well, I think she is coming down the stairs" he said pointing at Isabelle who was majestically coming down the stairs.

Clinton's mouth dropped open as he stared at Isabelle's beauty.

"She is beautiful" he couldn't help but said still gazing at her.

"Isabelle meet Clinton and his, they are among the richest people in our clan, and has really contributed a lot to our community and city at large" Steve said.

"Good day sir, Good day ma'am, you are welcome to my party feel free to ask for anything if you do need anything" she said giving them a warm and welcoming smile.

"Thank you dear" Clinton's mother said smiling back at Isabelle who was still standing with them a bit lost in thought.

"Isabelle!... are you okay?" her father asked when he observed her mind was else where.

"oh... yes I'm fine dad, well I really have to go the party is about to start and I need to be in before it does, we might see again".

she said making some steps to leave.

" okay no problem,we will surely see later" Clinton's mother replied. Isabelle nodded and walked away leaving her father with his guests(them).

"uhmm... I think we should go in side as well" Steve said as they walked inside.

"Hello everyone, you are welcome to this party knowing that today is a special day for a great warriors daughter, we there by call on her to dance with her guest as the celebration goes on" announced the chairman of the occasion.

Isabelle walked onto the stage light majestically, she appears so beautiful like an angel as the light radiates on her blonde skin, her flaxen hair lying flat on her shoulder, her pink coloured fall touching the floor like that of a princess, her two hands covered fully in pink gloves, coming to her whole look, her lovable set of eyes made all the outfit she was putting on gorgeous like that of a princess. This has been Isabelle's dream, being a princess in her fantasy world, that's why she kept emulating their outfits and mode of conduct.

She walked down the stage, greeted everyone and went over to her father who will hand her over to the guest she would dance with. Mr Stephen handed her to Clinton who was eagerly waiting for Isabelle. Isabelle held him as she smiled at him , he smiled back as they began to dance to the tune of the music.

As they were dancing, Clinton was imagining a future family with Isabelle, he was imagining Isabelle's father handing her to him on their wedding day.

"I just hope and wish she would accept me, she is beautiful, she really is" he thought to himself. Some minutes later Isabelle withdrew herself from him because their dancing period has elapsed. she went to the next person as the dace and music continued from one guest to another, receiving different types of flowers and gifts from everyone of them before the dance.