The turquoise sky did nothing to ease her mind as she gazed out of one of her bedroom windows after brushing her long dark locks of hair, her dark brown eyes scanned the area outside of her window looking at the people who were going about their daily routines in the streets.
Navarre was a beautiful place in Spain, however, that didn't prevent the young princess from missing being outside at times, she yearned for the hot sun to warm her back, and to feel a set of arms around her that would make her feel warm and comfortable, however, she wouldn't dare admit that to anyone not even to her friends. Not even to Isabella of Austria whom was expected to come to the palace.
Isabella wore a maroon long-sleeved dress that covered her shoes and olive skin, her hair rested on her back, and was slightly wavy. As she sat down on her bed she wondered what the day would bring.
The princess was very exquisite looking, and already her parents had brought a lot of suitors to the palace to see if they could win her hand in marriage, but to no avail had they succeeded in doing so since she had turned them all down. In her opinion they were arrogant beasts who wanted nothing more than to have her give them children only to toss her aside afterwards. She didn't want that sort of marriage, she wouldn't be any man's puppet and she wouldn't be tossed aside.
She heaved a small sigh as she continued to gaze out of the window with many questions circulating in her mind. As she stayed in her room, she wondered what was bringing the Princess of Austria to her home in Navarre.