Chapter Forty-One

Isabelle was stunned. “Huh? The dress is gone?”Camille sounded very anxious and she could hear her shuffling about in the background. “Yeah! They looked for it but it's nowhere to be found and they don't have any suitable dresses of your size available.”“Oh.” Isabelle was a bit lost for words. Her cheery heart slowly chilled and she tightened her grip on the phone. Why did this have to happen on the very day of the script reading?The sudden bad news had dampened her mood and even the twinkle that was in her eyes earlier that morning, had disappeared.She sounded a bit dejected. “So what are we going to do?”The man across her suddenly looked her way. Perhaps he was too sensitive, although he couldn't hear what was being said over the phone, he could feel the sudden dip in her mood.He frowned slightly.“Don't panic, Isabelle,” Camille responded over the line. “I'm trying to find some of my other contacts. Let's see if there are any premade ones of your size available.”Isabelle sl

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Forty-Two

The air went still once she stepped out.Riven’s hand, which had been lazily flipping through a magazine, froze mid-turn. His gaze lifted from the glossy pages and landed on the figure stepping out from the fitting room.For the first time in a long while, his composure faltered. His eyes froze, pupils darkening as they fixed on her. The hand resting on the magazine tightened ever so slightly, as though he had forgotten what he was holding.For a long moment, no one spoke.The soft lighting poured over Isabelle like sunlight through mist. The ivory gown shimmered faintly as she walked, each step slow, deliberate yet unintentional grace followed her. The off-shoulder design traced the curve of her collarbone, and the silver embroidery caught light like frost on morning leaves.Riven’s eyes darkened slightly.She wasn’t dazzling in the deliberate, ostentatious sense but breathtaking in a quiet way, as though she had walked straight out of another century. He couldn’t look away.Isabell

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Chapter Forty-Three

The hall slowly fell quiet.The instant Isabelle stepped through the doors and Director Joe pointed her way, conversations in the hall fell to a hush.Every head turned.The ivory gown flowed around Isabelle like light spun into fabric, its silver embroidery glittering under the overhead lamps. She walked with a quiet grace, her shoulders straight, and her expression so calm and striking that for a heartbeat, everyone forgot to breathe.“Who is she…?” someone whispered.“She’s… beautiful.”Eyes followed her, captivated not only by the gown but by the aura she exuded as if she belonged on that stage already.Director Joe’s gaze lingered on her as well. He had seen countless faces in the industry, but this was different. Although he had already sensed it the day she auditioned, that she had the grace fitting for the medieval times, today was really off the charts. What a pity that she had auditioned for a small role like Princess Elara.Isabelle approached with Camille at her side, only

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Chapter Forty-One

Forty-Two

Chapter Forty-Three