The Wedding gown

It was the morning of the wedding and I had just woken up. I felt overwhelmed by the fact as I glanced at the clock in the dim light. It was 6 am. As if on cue, there was a flurry of knocks on the door just then.

Miss Prisca and my personal maid Sarah walked in to prepare me for the day. I wasn't ready to stand up though, I had not gotten much sleep in the night since I had been tossing around the bed thinking.

"What a glorious day. " Miss Prisca said as she drew the blinds open. She was whistling a tune which was uncharacteristic of her.

"Why are you still in bed" She said, throwing off the covers from me. I grumbled sleepily as I got up. I couldn't get annoyed at her. That was just the way she was around people. There was a joke around that Sarah told me. It was said that the housekeeper mothered everybody into submission .

I could see that they were happy for me, Sarah who was usually expressionless had a smile on her face too. She carried a large basket and was bringing out the co