"Let's go."
Isadora looked up, bewildered at the two hands holding two hands. Her eyes rose and she stepped away from the men holding her both hands, her face serious, "Why?"
Prince Nicholas and Ezekiel looked at themselves but each of them was not ready to drop her hand.
Prince Nicholas was pulling her hand to the left while Ezekiel was pulling her to the right. She looked at them harshly this time, before looking at the royals who were stunned by what was happening.
Isadora smiled at each of them and then muttered to them so that none of the royals aside from them was able to hear her talk. "Let go of me, you both."
"I held you first." Ezekiel's grip tightened on her wrist and Isadora's eyes immediately jolted to the hand in which he held.
Prince Nicholas shook his head in utter dismay. "What a childish heart with a big act," he said, sarcastically.
