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Looming Threat

Leia stands nervously in front of the full-length mirror, her reflection adorned in an exquisite and expensive gown.

The deep blue silk hugs her lithe figure flawlessly, the delicate beadwork adding a touch of elegance to the ensemble.

She has never worn anything so extravagant before, and the weight of the gown made her feel a little unsteady.

'I feel like an overdressed monkey.' Leia thinks with no small amount of resentment. She hates it when Mark shops for her. It's like he has an obsession with tight bodices and unmanageable frills.

It's not like the dress is awful, it's just really hard to breathe properly.

She sighs gustily as The maid, Rebecca, fusses around her, ensuring every detail of her appearance is perfect. Her hair was styled in an intricate updo, with a few loose curls framing her face. The makeup was subtle yet enhancing, emphasizing her striking features. Despite Rebecca's efforts to reassure her, Leia's discomfort only grows as the moment of departure approaches.
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