Descendants Evie Coronation Dress Novels & Stories

“May the moon whisper her blessings on your union tonight.” Me, in a tuxedo suit of the same colors, returned an Alpha’s respect by bringing a firm fist to my chest and extending it out to them. All the wolves at the late function in the backyard of the packhouse began howling in celebration. Showing her appreciation, Evangeline turned to smile half-heartedly at the crowd. She wore the traditional gray gown with lace. It was backless with a deep V-neck, flowy style with several slits and knotted strings at the shoulders. Tiny silver floral buds were used to arrange her brown hair in a braided crown, and perfectly done makeup highlighted her features.

It would be good if she gets ready without any more questions. She dressed up in a black glittering gown as gifted by Mac for the interview. She didn't want to argue on that. A small black stud completed her look. She smiled seeing her perfect reflection. She has never had fancy dresses before her marriage. But here, every time there is a meet or party with anyone, they give her the most unique collection. She touched the soft fur in the end of her dress which seemed to be the best in her dress. She took the black clutch which is hers as she can match this black with any colour. Her look was complete and elegant. She could see that she resemble her mom in many ways.

"That is awesome. I was beginning to lose hope." "You are not to speak to anyone else, though. Except me, of course," Evie informed her. "Get dressed. We are leaving now." Eleanor nodded and rummaged through her clothes, picking out a dress from the pile. The seamstress had kept her promise by sewing dresses out of the finest and most expensive silk. Eleanor had never worn something as expensive as those dresses. It made her think of herself as glamorous. Was she high class now that she was the King’s mistress? She could not tell. It would have been certain if he had accepted her as his mate. Not that she cared anyway.

We headed upstairs to my room so I could break it out for them. I opened my closet and took out the dress bag, hanging it on the back of my closet door. As I unzipped the bag, I started to get excited for the coronation, too. I really hoped Chase was going to be there. Both of my friends sighed as I pulled out the royal purple dress. “Oh my.”, Crista whispered. “Yeah. What she said.”, Cass echoed. I took the floor length purple ballgown with the princess bodice out of the bag and hung it up, watching the purple catch the fading light through my bedroom window, making the chiffon overlay look almost iridescent and shimmery.