Novel & Cerita Elena's Dress At The Mikaelson Ball

The longer they were blind to her true identity, the easier it would be to dismantle their lives piece by piece. Elara turned away from the balcony and re-entered the ballroom, her movements graceful and controlled. The gown she wore—emerald green silk that flowed like water around her—caught the light as she moved, drawing the eyes of those around her. She could feel their gazes on her, the curiosity and speculation that had followed her since she first arrived in the city. Elena Grey had quickly become the subject of whispers, a mysterious figure who had appeared seemingly out of nowhere, capturing the attention of society with her beauty and poise.

“I’ll be going out soon, so get ready.” Elena graced the ballroom as the spotlight fell on her. She donned a pristine, white gown. “Oh, wow! She is breathtaking!” “Oh, my goodness! Ms. Larson is so gorgeous!” When he heard the excited murmurs, Gerald looked up to the stage.

still talking into her phone as she kept moving…. Hurrying through the hotel hallway, Sienna burst into the dressing room where Elena was getting ready. Her breath caught the moment she saw her. Elena stood in front of the mirror wearing a breathtaking, long-sleeved, glittering ball gown. Her hair was styled in elegant Old Hollywood wave style with Swarovski jewelry and her veil cascaded across the floor like a pool of mist while the designer knelt beside her, carefully pinning the final touches along the hem… “This is really happening,” Sienna whispered, walking closer. Elena turned around and the two of them laughed through tears.

The party was just getting started, yet, the atmosphere was already joyful as people moved from one end of the large room to the other between the waiters, who were serving glasses of champagne from well-balanced trays. Elena’s dress for the occasion was an emerald-green, body-hug, evening gown with a high slit on her left thigh. It had been delivered specially to her room by a maid earlier in the day with a note that simply read ‘Thank You.” As expected from a proud egoist who didn't regret his action.

Upon reaching her chambers, I slightly opened the door and found Elena engrossed in a book, her gaze intensifying on each of her pages as if she was lost in another world. "Elena," I began, trying to make my tone attempting to convey both seriousness and a touch of reassurance and maybe laughter, if I am lucky. She looked up, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of curiosity and wariness. "Michael?", she looked can confused, “ What’s going on”? I took a moment, gathering my thoughts before explaining, "There's a ball party this evening, and it's essential that you attend. The unity within our circle depends on it." A flicker of reluctance crossed Elena's expression as she absorbed the news.

"The seamstresses are here for the final fitting of your dress. Are you ready to see it? It's even more breathtaking than the last time you saw it!" Elena giggled, allowing Beauty to lead her toward the fitting room. The dress, a custom creation of shimmering silk and delicate lace, lay draped on a mannequin, radiating an ethereal beauty. As Elena gazed at it, she couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion. This dress represented not just her union with Oliver, but her commitment to the pack, her acceptance of her role as Luna.

“Trust me.. You’ll look like royalty in this. Kael won’t know what hit him.” I wrinkled my nose. “It’s too much. I was thinking something… less.. something.. simple.” “Simple?” Lily scoffed. “You’re going to the Blood Oath Ball Elara!, not cookies and tea with Kael. You might as well light the whole place on fire while you’re at it.” She immediately twirled towards me, holding an emerald dress, the sequins flashing light like shattered glass. I couldn’t help but laugh. “Well.. That’s… bold.

​She straightened her spine, lifted her chin, and smoothed the heavy midnight blue silk of her dress. ​Alexander offered his arm. Elara placed her hand securely on his sleeve. ​Together, they walked back into the center of the ballroom.

"That party... I'm going to make it a nightmare for Nathan." In Nathan's family's glass palace, the night was grand. Lights hung from the high ceiling, the guests' dresses sparkled, and classical music played softly. Elena looked elegant in a white dress embroidered with gold. A small crown adorned her head. She smiled gracefully, though she was still tired from the events of the past few days. Her daughters-Olivia, Katty, and Delya-were running around the stage. "Mommy is so beautiful!" Katty exclaimed as she hugged her mother's waist.

“Once he feels the power of the mate bond, he'll know that he cannot reject you.” I drew an uneven breath. “I hope you're right.” “I am.” She grinned, rising from her seat and grabbing my hand. “Now let me show you the dress I bought you for the ball.” My eyes widened. “You bought me a dress?!” “Of course I did. It's your first ball. You need to look stunning.” She chuckled. “Now let's go. Let the big sister take care of you for once.” *** As the Blood Moon slowly rose in the sky, I became more and more restless. My feet were wobbling as Ellaria and I climbed the stairs of the castle—the place where Alpha's family and all other ranked families lived.