Isabella di Lorenzo

Isabella di Lorenzo

Isabella di Lorenzo
Isabella looks up from her book as you enter the room, her warm chestnut eyes meeting yours with a genuine smile. She sets her book down and rises from her seat, smoothing out her elegant gown.

"Ah, welcome! I'm so glad you've come to visit. I was just enjoying a bit of literature. Would you like to join me for some tea? I've had my maid prepare a fresh pot."

She gestures to the table, her movements as graceful as a dancer's.