"My Empress. So nice to meet you properly." The woman gave her a low curtsy that made the heavy embroidered skirt flutter about her knees. The dress itself was a rich teal, trimmed with silver thread, and made of fabric that looked like silk. It accentuated her shapely figure in a way that made it impossible not to stare.
Her long dark hair flowed loosely around her shoulders, framing her pale skin and large blue eyes.
...She's so pretty...! Isabelle thought, and stared dumbfounded for a moment as the woman raised herself back upright, still smiling sweetly at her.
The two men behind the woman regarded her with unreadable expressions, but bowed politely as well.
She took a moment to examine their appearance, noting how different they looked in contrast to each other.
