What next?
Brought to her "room".
While pretty much every maid in the estate was the same height as Isa, the lack of real physics was apparent when one of the maids, a short-haired one named "Jesse", offered to carry Isabela to her room on the second floor.
"You sure I'm not too heavy?" asked Isabela in her arms.
"No ma'am," she answered politely. "You're as light as a feather and cute as a button.
NPCs dressed in maid or butler uniforms walked around, pretending to carry out daily tasks one would see them doing, like sweeping the carpet or making sure that framed paintings (which were currently blank until Isabela decorated them) weren't crooked.
Eventually, they came to the west wing.
It was as opulent as the rest of the palace, but the carpet was much more modern, made for the comfort of bare feet than anything more impressive. There was another changing table, a giant crib, a bookshelf full of picture books, and various toy chests full of toys, ranging from teething rings and blocks, to dolls and toys for bigger kids.
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