Lucy Heartfilia Celestial Outfits Novels & Stories

Dressed in a crisp white silk blouse tucked into short black denim short skirt and high-heeled boots, she looked like she was strutting onto a fashion runway rather than entering her sick sister’s bedroom. “Hello, sister,” she said brightly. Behind her, Joseph stood just outside the door, watching me with a cautious expression. His voice followed hers a beat later. “Hello, my dear.” Lucy quickly rose from the bed, her face dipping into a bow as she excused herself and headed to the door. “Sister dearie,” Celeste sang out as she extended her arm. In her hand was a glossy black box, neatly wrapped with a pale gold ribbon. She flipped it open with a theatrical flick.

Lucy's gown from her homeland was pale blue, embroidered with delicate gold thread. The fabric made her fair skin glow, highlighting her elegance and noble presence. With large eyes, a high nose, and perfectly sculpted features, she radiated striking beauty, tempered by a stubborn, willful charm. She glanced at Clarissa, then at Clifford, and asked Seraphine, "Are they the scumbag and the manipulative woman who are scheming against you?" Seraphine nodded with a polite smile. The lights highlighted her flawless poise and grace. Standing beside Lucy, she matched her elegance effortlessly.

Two days after the wardrobe fitting, Lucy found herself standing in front of her closet, staring at the new clothes that had been delivered and hung with perfect precision. "Wear the black one," Julia called from where she sat on Lucy's bed, scrolling through her phone. "The one with the slit up the side. Trust me." "I still don't understand why I have to go to this," Lucy said, pulling out the dress Julia mentioned. It was elegant and dangerous... black silk that would cling to her curves, with a high slit that showed just enough leg to be interesting.

Raven replied to my failed attempts. The image sharpen and cleared until a crystal clear view of Celeste was all I could see… She looked just as beautiful and ethereal as she did the last time I saw her in the vortex. Celeste was standing in front of a mirror dressed in a long delicate lilac colored gown. The dress flowed lightly and gracefully around her, it looked too big but very elegant. Half of her long hair was pinned back and the remaining draped down her back in long thick waves.

Finesia who wasn't comfortable by the presence of the servants tried to calm herself from attacking them, she might go berserk because of their smell, as a human. Her eyes stopped on the mirror, Her long golden hair was tied up and braided making it look good on her. She was wearing jewelries that was sent by the Emperor and wore a long elegant candy-cone gown with the petticoat on her waist. She couldn't take off her eyes from the mirror, she was judging herself, if her bare eyes was seen by the servants, would they shout and kill her? The servants weren't talking to her, but her vision says that the servants are afraid to talk to her---no rather they were afraid that Leonardo might kill th