Isabella was pleased with the gift, though she would wait until later to open it, unless, of course, he requested she open it now.  She saw why her father's secretary wanted her to meet him.  He was very handsome, perhaps a few years older than she, with a dignified air borne of aristocracy.  His dark hair was slightly windblown, but she found that attractive.  There was a depth to him, something that made him stand out from other men she had met.  When he looked at her, his ice blue eyes seemed to draw her in, like a moth to the light.<br/><br/>Before they could retire to her father's office, Isabella stepped in front of the two men, directing her attention to the Ambassador.  "Ambassador De La Vega, I thank you for the gift, though there was no need.  It would please both my father and me if you would join us at our home for a late repast.  I believe you will find our home both comfortable and accommodating for conversation.  We have a lovely library of books, if you enjoy reading.  Perhaps you and my father can retire there for some brandy afterwards.  And I would welcome the opportunity to know you better myself.  I am afraid I know very little about Spain, though I would love to learn more of it. Shall we say 7:00?"