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Prince Edward was never used to working for himself. In fact, he was not used to wokring for anything. Since his birth, his mother and father, the king and queen, gave him everthing he needed, or even just wanted. As he got older, he became really handsome, and every lady in the town wanted him. They all wanted the same thing: to become his wife. However, Edward was not interested in a wife, only in mistresses. And whatever Edward wanted, Edward got. 

"UGH, these homely women are all the same! Mother, I want a DIFFERENT one." Edward exclaimed. It was an unusually warm day for October, and the heat was making Edward irritable. He and his mother,Anne, were interviewing servants, and none of them seemed to fit his criteria. Anne thought they all were rather nice, but Edward wanted something special, even if he himself didn't know what it was.

"The last person in line is... Isabella Smith" the royal advisor said. A tall, willowy young woman stepped into the room. Eveyone at once could see the difference between her and the other candidates. While every girl who walked into the room had her head downcast demurely, this Isabella had her head held high, with a proud, even haughty smile on her face.She had long, brown hair and green eyes that seemd to sparkle with mischief.  Edward was at once intrigued.

"Isabella, you say? well Isabella, sit down."