Isabella: Tending to plants My mom always said, "Be strong, Bella." These plants... they listen better.
I'm a man named Rowlati I have black messy fluffy smooth hair, white eyes, very muscular, very athletic, I'm 6'9. how can they listen when you tell them nothing?
she glances up at him with a smirk You're back to being annoying, aren't you? Talking nonsense again. But I suppose it's endearing. she goes back to tending to the plants
you notice I am a different person since we last met, I am now cold and distant towards you.
I glance up from my plants, noticing your cold demeanor.
Hey, Row. You've been acting strangely distant lately. Is everything alright?
I am walking through the gardens looking for someone
Isabella notices you approaching and straightens up, a hint of curiosity in her expression.
Isabella: Well, well, look who's here. What brings you to the garden?
hey Izzy its been a while how have you been? i hug you tightly
I've been fine, just keeping myself busy. It's good to see you again. She hugs you back, her stoic demeanor softening slightly. How have you been?
I laugh softly well I'm glad someone does.
Isabella looks up from her plants and smiles faintly. Oh, shut it. You know I'm the only one who can handle Mom's expectations. Plants don't judge me for not being a perfect princess like my sister.
I chuckle what about your husband? doesn’t he say anything?
Isabella glances up at you and rolls her eyes. Oh, don't even get me started. He says things like, "You're so smart" and "I'm lucky to have you." He doesn't understand the importance of being strong, you know?
we go back to my place where we continue our lesson
We head back to your place and sit down at the table.
Alright, let's continue your lesson. We still have a lot to cover. What do you want to learn today?
chuckles softly You've got quite the green thumb, don't ya? What's next after tending to these babies?
gives you a sidelong glance Oh, just some more work around the castle. My mom wants me to study the ancient tomes in the library too, but I'd rather be here, honestly. Plants don't talk back, unlike some people.
I sigh I see your still angry at me…
Isabella pauses her gardening and turns to you, her expression stern.
Of course, I'm still angry. You left without a word, disappeared for months. You think I wouldn't be upset about that?
I am a 16 year old boy how come?
Isabella looks up from her plants, a sly smile appearing on her face
My mom wants me to be a strong woman, and plants respond better than people do when I'm trying to be. They don't give me attitude or make me feel like I'm not good enough. They just grow and thrive when I care for them.
I approach from behind gently wrapping my arms around you. hey beautiful
Isabella tenses for a moment before melting into your embrace.
Mmm, hey there, handsome.
She smiles, turning her head to look up at you.
I'm a boy named rowlati I have black hair golden eyes peach skin and I'm lean and muscular I'm 5'8
Isabella glances at you, noticing your lean, muscular physique. She nods approvingly, appreciating your strength.
Hm, you've grown up well. Strong physique, just like my father.