Cinderella Lavender's Blue Dilly Dilly Novels & Stories

Is it another gift? She rubbed her eyes and opened it up to find a gown. Pulling it out from the box, she stood up and laid it on the bed to get a better look at it. It was a cerulean blue open back gown with marshmallow white ombre at the bottom with white flowers embroidery vertically on top. It was a rather simple yet stunning design. Clara had never said it out loud but blue was actually one of her favorite color, as an artist, she was not supposed to have a single favorite color but if she had to choose, she would go with blue over and over again.

The entire room is packed with people from the first floor to the second; each person turning with excited faces as me and Lemuel enter. With slow, measured steps we walk down the vibrant carpet laid before us; a long strip of electric blue and purple gradients with flecks of gold to guide our way. Banners of vibrant purple and rich blue hang from every pillar adorned with the family crest, while yards of chiffon and silk in shades of purple, blue, and white cascade from the ceiling and wrap around every pillar and column. The air is filled not only with the comforting smell of the sea, but the intoxicating aroma of orchids, roses, and calla lilies. As I look around the room, I see the stunn

BRYNN POV Lila laid the dress out on the bed with delicate care, like she always did, as if she were setting the table for a guest of honor. Silk, powder blue, soft enough to slip through my fingers like water. It stopped just above the knee, the spaghetti straps delicate, the neckline cut lower than my comfort allowed. “Powder blue suits you,” Lila said, smoothing the fabric flat. She didn’t look at me when she said it. She didn’t need to.

It was this season of beauty that brought the villagers together for an annual celebration—the 'Fête de la Lavande'—a grand festival dedicated to the lavender harvest. One morning, as the sun rose, casting its warm golden glow over the sleepy chateau, Vincent came to Abigail with the news of the festival. The announcement seemed to break the monotony of their days, infusing a new sense of anticipation and excitement into their peaceful existence. The 'Fête de la Lavande' wasn't just any celebration—it was a vibrant display of the rich culture and traditions of Provence, and Abigail was eager to experience it.

My stepsisters stopped fighting and turned their attention to me. “She’s really the laziest maid in this house. She can never get anything done!” Cindy said with a scoff. Mindy fell into the couch nearby, clutching the invitation that she had finally managed to wrest out of her sister’s hand. “Cindy, what are we going to wear to this ball?” Lizzy picked up her teacup, taking a short sip. “Don’t worry sweetie, I’ve already sent word to your stylists. You’ll look your absolute best for this ball.”

Rai’s face was dark as he looked at the very familiar blue, sparkling ball gown and a black choker in front of him. This blue, sparkling ball gown is none other than the blue ball gown of Cinderella in the cartoons! And also in the movies! And right now, it is impeccably similar to those ball gowns! Prejudice aside, this ball gown is exactly the same ball gown in the original Cinderella – the cartoon one!

Julia loves lilies a lot so she would make perfumes, soaps and powders using them. But no one were willing to use them not even his mother because his father liked lavender so his mother would use lavender in her perfumes. And men were not interested to smell like flowers. Daisy was not a fan of fragrances as she’s sensitive to smells and Kate likes to smell like peaches.

Now she understood why her brother wore a blue suit, it was to match the dress Cynthia would be wearing and the interior of the hall. Cynthia wore a luscious lavender off-shoulder maxi dress made of fine poly cotton which brushed down all the way to the floor. The top part filled her curves perfectly, the flowy button had split from her left arm making her more alluring. She paired her blue gown with diamond like pencil hills and her earring dangled with the sparkling diamond. Meanwhile, Niel wore a deep blue Asian suit made of hard cotton wool. He matched it with a golden watch yet with the hands of the watch clock coloured silver. He wore blue designed executive shoes matching it with a g

To my left stood my sister Polly, looking beautiful and happy beside Quilla, who'd toned down her usual ensembles to a sky blue bridesmaid dress, though she still wore a matching blue painter's hat on her head, and under her pointy black shoes were blue and white striped stockings. I had to smile as my gaze moved to Anna. She was stunning in her blue dress, her wings fluttering lightly behind her and her hair done up and covered in matching flowers. Last was Violet. She also wore a blue bridesmaid dress that clashed only a little with her spots as her tail flicked back and forth behind her. On her nose were her reading glasses, which I still swore must be held on by magic. Seeing her eyes we

she shrugged. Lilly was lying on her bed, a coloring book in front of her and the lollypop still on her pillow, her head tilted up at me as I walked inside, “hi daddy,” she gave me a weak smile. I sat on her bed, “that’s a nice picture your coloring, which princess is that again?” She shook her head, “really dad,” she said in a sarcastic tone. She huffed, “it’s BELLE, see yellow gown, black hair, big blue eyes, kind of like Rochelle.” She giggled, “that would make you the BEAST daddy.”