Isadora was awoken by someone pounding on her door. The girl sat up, fuming. Isadora really wanted to sleep in today, but apparently some nitwit didn't want that. "Olivia! Will you<span style="font-style: italic">please</span>see who that is?" Isadora's voice sounded more than upset just as the chambermaid got to the door. "Yes, M'Lady." Olivia turned with a curtsy before opening the door just a bit. "Is she up?" An excited voice called from the other side of the door. "Isadora!!" There was no doubt who it was as Melinda forced herself through the door and bounded into Isadora's oversized bed. "Good God in heaven! What do you want, cousin?" Isadora rolled over and covered her head with her heavy blankets. "I saw him!! I saw him!! Here in the castle!!" The younger girl bounced with excitement, her thin pajamas swaying as she did.  "Who did you see?" Isadora mumbled from beneath the covers, and before Melinda answered, she drew them back and got as close to her cousin's face as possible. "The Gypsy Prince from yesterday!!" The girl said in a hushed tone.<br/><br/>Isadora's nose wrinkled and she opened one eye. "That's nice..." The woman sat up and looked at Melinda. "Now go get dressed and brush your teath before he sees you in such an indecent state." Isadora spoke in a slightly harsh tone towards her cousin, but that didn't seem to bring her down. "You're right! That would be embarrassing." And with that, Melinda was out the door and Bolted for her room before anyone could see her, which was just down the corridor. Isadora only shook her head and gave a loud sigh. "I guess I should get ready for the day..." The girl moved to a water bowm and washed her face before calling to Olivia again. "I'm ready to get dressed Olivia." Isadora spoke as she brushed her hair. Within a matter of moments, Isadora was dressed in a blue, silk, and ribbon decorated gown that accentuated her small waiste, and impressive bust (which weren't to big for her body size). Her hair had been curled and set in a half bun, the rest of the curls cascading down her back. "Thank you Olivia...you did a fabulous job.<br/><br/>Isadora exited her room and knocked on Melinda's chamber doors. "Melinda? Are you dressed?" Melinda opened the door and came out in a red, lined with black, gown that showed a little too much for Isadora's taste. Of course, her uncle was a bit more lenient when it came to his daughter. Her long, black hair was pulled back in a braid that rested over her right shoulder. "I must look my best should we run into the prince today." The girl giggled before shutting her door and walking down the corridor.