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Kaja huffed before walking away from us. Vincenzo dragged me to sit on the couch. He was still worried that I was hurt somewhere. Prince Aemond returned soon afterward. The party was back to its normal state. This time, he came back with the little princess. Amara had changed her messy clothes and wore a beautiful navy blue gown like me. She cracked a smile and ran from his father's arms, " Sweet aunty!" She dashed into my arms and hugged me. I hugged back in return and put her on my lap. Prince Aemond smiled, sitting in front of us,

**Chapter 39: Preparations Across Realms** In the Summer Court of the Fae, deep within the Eternal Glades where sunlight never quite sets, Princess Lirael stood before a mirror of living water. The surface rippled with every breath she took, reflecting not just her image but fragments of futures yet unwritten. Her silver hair—longer than Raven’s, woven through with living vines and tiny glowing blossoms—cascaded down her back like moonlight on a river. She wore a gown of pale green silk that shifted color with her mood: now soft emerald, now deep forest, now threaded with gold as excitement flickered through her.

“ He said and she chuckled. " I see... “ ... Arleta had changed her outfit countless times and still hasn't found the perfect dress to wear. “ It's just N*****x. " Said Bellamy who had been watching her. " I know but I need to look perfect. “ " Sometimes I wonder if you're the princess or I am. “ Bellamy chuckled. " Just tell me if this is okay? “ She said holding a purple crop top and a short black skirt. " It's okay. “ Bellamy said and threw her a jacket. “ You should top it with this. “ She smiled.

I just crawled into bed, missing Dillon so much it literally hurt. Wednesday: I bolted upright in bed around 6am. I’d had a dream where a princess was attending a Venetian masquerade ball. She was wearing a floor length, burnt orange silk gown, covered in delicate black lace. That was it! That was the inspiration for Blaire’s dress!

Her green gown, a shade that mirrored Prince Ron's eyes in her mind, accentuated her beauty, making her a vision of elegance. Princess Rose, on the other hand, was a burst of vibrant colour amidst the more subdued tones of the others. Her thick, red curls cascaded down her shoulders, a striking contrast against her light pink gown. The softness of the pink fabric highlighted the youthful exuberance in her eyes, making her an enchanting sight to behold. As the crowd murmured in admiration, their voices filled with awe at the beauty of the two princesses.

The little dwarf was childlike and playful, portrayed by a young child. But the princess? Carolyn was surprised. She took the basket and the little dwarf ran away. She turned around with a basket in her arms and looked at Carsen, "He just called me princess!" Carsen murmured, "Shouldn't Her Royal Highness change into a princess gown?" He took out a very ethereal and dreamy beautiful white chiffon dress from the basket, "Put it on." Carolyn couldn't help but smile, as she slipped on the chiffon dress.

“As you wish, My Lady. But would you mind if I will help you to dress first for it was winter…” Princess Charlotte stood in front of the mirror, enthralled by her new winter gown, created by Averiya, her fairy friend at the same time her servant. She is dressed in a stripped-down version, a white dress fashioned of the petals of a philadelphus flower. It's shiny and sparkling, and when it glistens, it looks like snow. The delicate blue and silver colors on the lower portion of the dress are ideal for incorporating snowflakes into her attire. She also has a flowing, wonderful cape with diamonds and sparkles, as well as a snow-white tint.

I finish speaking by placing my mouth on her pussy. “I... don't... know... me wearing a princess's... princess clothes? I’m already an adult.” She says and I take my mouth off and put two fingers in it. “You're an adult and you'll look beautiful dressing up as a princess for me, I want a beautiful, flowing blue dress, promise me you'll be my princess? Promise...” I speak using my tongue and fingers. “I... I don't know...” She says moaning and I speed up my movements a little.

In the midst of all of the chaos I am still thinking about how Erebus doesn’t want me to be his Queen. “Hello Luna,” the one with the dressing bag greets us and all three of them curtesy sweetly. “I am Anna. This is Amy, she will be doing your hair. And that is Amelia, she will be doing your make-up.” Putting on a fake smile I nod gently to each of them and introduce myself and Sophie. Without hesitation they help us into our overly large seats and the pampering begins. Anna buffs and pants my fingernails and toenails, while Amy fusses over my hair. Amelia and Sophie are chatting like old friends while Amelia applies her make up. When they finish their jobs they swap places and Amelia

Ashanti I sat patiently as my aunt applied makeup to my face and transformed me into someone unrecognizable. I now looked like Aunt Aurora and her minions. The black pixie wig was carefully placed on me after my natural hair was tucked in. When I glanced at my reflection in the mirror I laughed. She handed me a long green dress and a transparent veil. “I need you to lie in bed and face the wall. I don't want anyone to see you,” she said while calling for a maid.