Snippet #1559374

Isobel stood in one corner of the room fanning herself with a delicate yet beautiful fan that was covered in symbols of the orient, it matched her gown perfectly not that she cared much for that sort of thing. But her mother would have suffered a hernia if she had not assured that she was perfectly groomed and accessorised. She smoothed the silken dress absently with one hand liking the feel of the soft silk. It was a new dress one her mother had initially refused to allow her to wear but after seeing how flattering it was on Isobel she had relented. It was dark green in colour and was a change from the heavily laced and embroidered gowns that were currently all the rage, it was quite simple being high waisted with a square neckline and tiny sleeves. But the simplicity only served to enhance Isobel's curves and her natural beauty.

She heard people entering and leaned forward slightly trying to get a better look but then she sighed and stood back again, whether she was willing to admit it or not she was waiting for a certain gentleman and thus far he had not made an appearance. She could not deny that the party seemed dull and lifeless without Damien making it interesting though Caroline and Edward did try and keep her entertained. Though she was avoiding Caroline mainly as her friend kept trying to find out what she had been talking to Damien about in the park. Isobel had told her it was merely pleasantries but Caroline did not believe her and she had taken to watching her all the time like an overprotective hen. If she continued this behavior it was doubtful she would even be able to speak with Damien if he ever arrived.

The only good thing was that she had seen no sign of Lord Rowley and hoped that this was not a place he would attend given the age of the guests present. She noticed a man approaching and smiled warmly as Edward Beaumont made his way to her side. Caroline's brother was an attractive young man with the same eyes and colouring as his sister. He was very popular with the young ladies and Isobel often teased him about how many he seemed to be dallying with at once. There was no romantic inclinations between the two as she had known him for a long time and looked on him as the brother she had never had.
"Cheer up Izzy, surely the party's not that bad?"
"No of course it isn't." Isobel replied quickly.
"But..." Edward prompted.
"Well There was someone else I was hoping might attend."
"Ah yes the infamous Damien Roskin yes?"
After Isobel said nothing Edward looked at her in all seriousness. "Look Izzy, I think you are old enough and wise enough to judge for yourself the character of someone. So I will not look too closely if you and he spend some time together."
Isobel smiled grateful there was someone who treated her as though she was intelligent.