This time Isidor turns to Felix when he asks his questions. She hadn't realised how reluctant she was to talk about it until now. Talking about it is necessary, of course. If she ignores her situation like Viatorus then she'd end up the same way, halfway down the aisle with a stranger on her arm. A stranger she didn't choose.

Jim's question gets a wrinkled nose and a shake of her head. "Definitely not."

Then, with a sigh, she straightens out her expression and looks to Felix again. "His name is Zandros Alter. He's a knight commander from Azeroth. My family wants to make ties with that world, and to be honest I don't think the Archon wants to have to deal with any of the most eligible families on my world. Too much history, too many ulterior motives."

"By all accounts, Zandros is a perfectly suitable solution," she says with a heavy sigh and then punctuates her explanation with a swig of her drink. Gods she needed that...