Chapter 2

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                                                            Chapter 2

Almost 18 years later....

    Isadora sat in her room, preparing for this day.  It felt like hours had passed since she began her search.  Disgusted, she sat in front of her full-length mirror.  Trying on 20 different outfits, wanting to get the right one. It was a huge day for Isadora.  Her 18th birthday and everyone wanted to make a huge fuss about it!  She knew that it wasn't like any normal teenagers birthday by far but she really didn't care.  She really just wanted to go outside, play with her horses, and forget all together what today was.  But, Isadora knew that her father and Tess would never allow that to happen.  So she sighed and figured what she was wearing was just going to have to be good enough.

    She wore an elegant gown in the color burgundy that matched her long wavy hair.  It lay tightly against her small waist and voluptuous breasts, revealing just a tiny bit of cleavage.  It was glamorous and sexy, just enough to make a grown man's head turn.  At her waist, it began to pull in tightly, fitting snugly around her curvaceous rear, only loosening as it fanned towards the floor. Isadora had done her hair half up and down, leaving long strands curled slightly around her face and neck.

    She took one last look in the mirror, running her dainty hands down the front of it.  Well I guess this is going to have to be good enough.  She was thinking, when she heard a knock on her door. Grabbing her satin gloves off her bed as she passed, she went to answer the door.

    " Coming" Isadora yelled as she walked towards her door. She only opened it a peak to see who it was.

    "Issy dear, we must hurry.  You have many people here to see you on this glorious day.  It is your day of womanhood."  Rafie yelled just as she finished opening the door.  Gasping, he began to get lightheaded.  She looked ravishing.  Isadora looked a lot like her mother Sadie, with her caramel skin tone and shinny hair.  She was completely stunning and her beauty was beyond any words.  Raffie never thought there would be a woman any more beautiful than his wife and Xarina, Isadora's Godmother.  But, here she stood before him, sheer perfection.  He was so proud of her, but saddened, because he knew what was to become of this day.  " Ohh Issy , you look so very beautiful."  Hiding his sadness, he spoke on.  "Now let's go below to your guests' .shall we? "  He reached over and gave Isadora his arm.  She wrapped her hand around his arm and nodded.  Pushing his grief aside, he patted her hand and led them on.

    Isadora could hear the people's voices; they got louder as they approached the ball room portal.  She was even able to make out some of what the strangers were thinking.  She dreaded being close to so many people.  Most people were unable to shield their emotions or thoughts from her.  She giggled to herself.  Some were thinking she was going to be ugly and look like a witch.  Others thought she was going to be a snobby rich girl, some were just curious, and wanted to see what all the commotion was.  The Elders, Sadie could not read and she was very grateful of that. She had enough peoples thoughts in her head without theirs too. They finished climbing down the stairs, all voices stopped as she stood in front of the portal.  Everyone was completely silent and fully aware she was close. Well, all except the humans.

    "Are you ready for this Issy,"  Rafie asked her.  The true question was, was he ready for this?  However, at this point it was out of his hands.

   With a deep breath she replied, "Father I will never be ready for this, but I have no choice, so let's just get this over with ok?"  With a glance, she nodded him forward.

    As they walked through the portal, she could hear the people gasp.  The emotions and feelings were running wildly amongst all of them. She felts them all come screaming at her. It was almost unbearable.  Holding her breath, she counted to 20 as the Elders had taught her. It was an exercise to help her control it all.  Otherwise, she was sure to faint.  They both held their heads up high as he introduced her.

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