Heading to her dresser, Isabel started pulling out what Sam recommended. "Honestly? I don't even know that I'm going to be a leader. Max is the king, Michael's his second in command. I don't know what my role is supposed to be. Well, other then Michael's betrothed wife." She smiled wryly. "I wonder what they'll think when we say hell no."
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Date: 2007-03-04 07:34 pm (UTC)