"I would ask you refrain from imposing my father's, or anyones for that matter, ideals on me Mr. Redvers." There was a softness to her voice despite trying to sound unaffected by his mere presence before her. He was an imposing man to be sure but not unpleasant to look at by any means.<br/><br/>Isabella placed a hand on the book and smiled one of her business smiles. She quite hated parting with some of the volumes that came through her shop, and as much as she would like to keep this particular one, the price it would fetch was far too dear and she was a practical woman when it came to money. Usually.<br/><br/>She tipped her face up, not wishing to show any sign that his mere presence was a bit daunting. Everything about him was precise. She suppressed the chill that ran up her spine and began speaking. "I am sure you are aware how rare this volume is Mr. Redvers?" Her eyes held with his hoping for some sign of... what? She did not know. She took a deep breath which only accentuated her small perfect breasts, though her action was without guile.<br/><br/><br/><br/>