Ainz Ooal Gown Mga Nobela at Kwento

But her voice had insisted on custom LEO threads in front of the whole pack last month, so her pride cannot back down from the contract now. She forces her shaking fingers to reach out and flip the first parchment open. Every single line on the paper carries its own unique, breathtaking beauty, especially the master gown named Initial. It is a pale pink, strapless piece with a super tight, tapered waist. The flow of the fabric is simple, yet incredibly elegant. Her heart desperately hates praising my talent, but her eyes are completely in love with the garment on the page.

Icran bent down, picked up the gown and stretched it out for Rhae to look at. The gown had a lace bodice that stretched over the shoulders and curled down into long, tight sleeves. The gown stretched out in multiple layers from the waist down, spanning from a deep red colour to a washed-out white at the bottom. It was a soft and silky fabric, seemingly like waterfalls cascading down from the waist. The lace was a deep red, inlaid with golden jewels. “It’s revolting.” Rhae growled, attempting to hide her awe at the beauty of the dress. Rhae would never wear something that restricting. No escape would be made in a gown like this.

she pouted and was about to cry. We ignored her rant, and now it was my turn. I waved my hand and magic Mirai’s gown and then she glowed brightly. As I imagine it would, the gown's design changes gradually. The color turned aqua blue, and the glitters glistened at the light. The rhinestones and pearls were perfectly adorned which added to the gown’s elegance that accentuated her exquisite figure. Mirai's beauty floated more in the dress. Now, she looks more like a princess, and the plain Mirai is gone.

Drawn to the gown like a moth to a flame, I stepped closer, my heart pulsing in rhythm with the growing excitement. The gown, shimmering under the soft, warm glow of our chambers, was pure white, decorated meticulously with thousands of tiny diamonds. Their combined luminescence sparked an iridescent radiance that was hard to look away from. The bodice was intricately stitched with silver threads in a pattern reminiscent of celestial constellations, while the skirt flowed down like a waterfall of liquid silk, gathering into a modest, elegant train. It was a gown straight out of a fairy tale, one that was designed for a queen.

Nala’s Point of View I smiled at my reflection in the human-sized mirror, admiring myself in the royal blue evening gown that Uncle Gael sent earlier for the event I would be attending tonight with Mr. Joseph Zuniga. I was in awe as I continuously gazed at the gown, as if it were a bubble that would disappear if I blinked my eyes. The gown features a strapless sweetheart neckline that accentuates my shoulders and collarbone. The bodice of the gown was perfectly tailored, hugging my waist and creating an elegant silhouette. The skirt, on the other hand, was floor-length and in an A-line style.

2 science students corner and I was beyond shocked and Marveled to see how dolled up Queen and Zainab was. Queen was dressed in a classy short blue gown. It was sleeveless and a little bit cleavage revealing. Her human hair was dropped down and left to fall to her back and she had a beautiful flowerlike head band around her head. Her heels looked awesome as well, also the same color with her gown. Her makeup looked so spotless too. Zainab probably doesn't know but she actually looked more beautiful than Queen this time. Her flowery flare gown screamed elegance and her face screamed beauty.

Chapter 35 Move aside . The next morning started with a forehead kiss from Treven, then I had a cup of my calming tea before the maids helped me to get dressed. I was dressed in a beige corset gown with elbow sleeves and a wide skirt. My hair was divided into six sections and braided individually with some golden threads by Annalise. I missed Eria a lot, her tender hands were magic to my hair even though Annalise was equally creative, she couldn't match Eria's expertise.

Suzanne stood before the mirror, her breath catching as she took in her reflection. The gown was exquisite—an elegant, off-the-shoulder masterpiece with intricate lace detailing that cascaded down the bodice and into a flowing train. The soft ivory fabric shimmered under the light, catching every delicate movement. Her hair was styled in a graceful updo, loose strands framing her face, while a cathedral-length veil trailed behind her, completing the look of a bride straight out of a dream.

But nothing captured the audience’s breath like the final, show-stopping piece—the one-of-a-kind gown worn by Haze herself. The moment she stepped forward, the entire hall seemed to hold its breath. At first glance, her dress appeared to be a deep, mysterious black, but as the camera flashes hit its fabric, a breathtaking transformation unfolded. Tiny diamonds woven into the gown's material reflected the light, revealing a masterpiece that mimicked a starry night sky. It was as though she carried the universe upon her shoulders, each twinkle a testament to the dream that had been kept in the shadows for too long.

Lalia sat cross-legged on the bed, eagerly awaiting my decision. "Which dress are you wearing?" she asked, eyeing the two options she had carefully laid out. "The one on your left," I said with a satisfied smile. The dress was a breathtaking bodycon blue silk gown adorned with delicate white feathers around the neckline. Aunty Sophia had chosen it for me, and I couldn't have loved it more. The way it hugged my figure perfectly made me feel both elegant and radiant. Lalia helped fasten the buttons at the back, her fingers working swiftly.