Isabel’s life revolved around traditions.
Since her brother was the firstborn, it was tradition that he became the heir. He would inherit the Monray title, have children to inherit it and Isabel would…live her life.
It was tradition that if they had a guest to the harvest meal that autumn, said guest brought a homecooked dish to add to the meal. It was tradition for everyone to help prepare for the meal itself.
When she grew older, she and her friends once visited a bar to enjoy their famous non-alcoholic cocktails. Before they realised what had happened, it became their tradition.
It never occurred to her that her brother might not be as happy about the various traditions as she was. By the time she did, everything in Silverdon had changed and her family was right in the middle of it.