Somewhere in Italy. . .
Madison knocks on Isabella's Study Room. She then pushes the door to open and pick up the tray she places down the dresser before she entered the room.
"Lady Isabella, your tea."
"Oh, thank you, Madison."
Madison watched the beautiful woman. Who would have thought? That this woman has lived for over two hundred years already. "Is your head still bothering you, milady?"
"Yes, but am better now," Isabella stared at Madison. "Isn't you are going home to see your grandma Alesia?"
"Yes, milady."
Isabella picks up the teacup and looks away on the outside. "The Blood Moon will end after a week. Carlisle and Marivella will have a glimpse of memories, depends on the desire of their hearts, they will see their past memories and possible, the future." Isabella sips her tea then continued.
