I, Isadora Montcroix, am a wealthy, beautiful, and smart woman--did I say I was wealthy?
Oh yes, right... I already did. I apologize about that.
Oh, you know what? When I was younger, I thought building one's reputation was the most important thing about growing up and the rest would follow suit. But guess what didn't follow? A husband!
Who would've thought that men didn't like women who are more than them in almost every aspect?--well, maybe not every aspect. I don't like fights and bloods and lifting heavy objects. Those were man-jobs.
Anyhow, going back to what I was previously talking about, I've gotten all these successes and now I am twenty-two and past the marriageable age! All hope were lost until a letter from a certain Count Astor asking my hand for marriage arrived.
I didn't want to at first but one thing's for sure, I don't want to die an old maid! I want a family--a doting husband and lovely children. If I don't marry now, I might have trouble conceiving later.
Okay, Isa... Deep breaths. Deep, deep breaths and... breathe out.
Why don't you come navigate this new life I've decided to embark on with me? See if I made the right choice--or if he made the right choice marrying me.
