Mal Descendants 2 Coronation Dress Novels & Stories

Speaking about the man of the moment he was nowhere to be found. I was all dressed in a beautiful dress for the coronation ceremony. It was a blue dress that was selected by Kaden, and I must say he had really good taste. It was a flawless long gown, with a thigh high slit by the side. It clung nicely to my skin, accentuating my every curve and showing just the right amount of skin which I loved. I could tell he put a lot of thought into picking it. It was already time for the coronation to begin. Everything was already set in place, gentle bands played soft music, while the gathered guests mingled and chattered. Everything was perfect.

He styles my hair into a perfect bridal, a Regal makeup follows. We have one hour, thirty minutes for the ceremony to start. "Come with me!" Mia takes me to the dressing room where she takes out the golden gown Queen Marabella had ordered for me to wear for the coronation. It's long, has a sweetheart neckline, no hands and a modest slit which is as fashionable as well. I slide into a gold-encrusted with silver heel slippers, matching with my crown which I heard is silver and diamonds. My purse is silver, same with my accessories. I turn around, admiring myself at the large mirror before me.

It was where most royal events are often hosted where Luna coronations happened, and where legends were born. And this year, I was to be his guest of honor. It wasn’t my coronation, but I won't be surprised if Colten pulls that stunt. When Iliana brought in the dress, I knew immediately who had chosen it. It was a deep, forest green silk gown with a plunging back and silver embroidery that shimmered like frost. The kind of dress that made you look like you belonged beside a king. The kind of dress no omega servant would ever dare dream of wearing.

Grandma grumbled as they began increasing it in places. “Red is the royal colors for here so I wanted to surprise Adam with it.” I shrugged a little. The dress was a full ballgown in ruby red, a corseted top with off shoulder straps that drooped dramatically, and gold beading I. Intricate designs. It was modeled off of his mother’s ring, a design that was reminiscent of the old ways but also a promise for us and our new beginnings. “You’re gonna knock him off his feet.” Aunt Heather assured me as she secured a few curls with bobby pins.

The two women were now busy, arranging and displaying every piece of jewelry, shoes, and accessory needed for the coronation. I slipped into my closet and donned the new strapless bra and underwear I’d bought during the girls' trip to Victoria's Secret. We sat together on the balcony, nibbling on pastries and fruit. Adelaide explained the flow of the coronation, giving me reassuring tips on what was expected. I was profoundly grateful for her presence. Next, the royal stylist arrived, transforming my hair and makeup. Then, Magnus entered, carrying a stunning gown. Six hours later, I stood before the floor-length mirror.

"You are a Queen. Don't forget your pitiful dragon once you become the queen..." I huffed at Nova. The dress was one of a kind. It had a forest green sheath skirt with a black bodice and an overlaid open ball gown. The ball gown was black and gold, with intricate orange embroidery accented with shimmering crystals from Elyria. The embroidery on the bodice followed the breast bone. The gown was topped off by a coordinating shrug with a collar that encircled the neck like a choker. The color reminded me of Mateo's dragon, and the royal insignia.

my mother’s voice sounded irritated, “I’d suggest you make sure you watch yourself until it arrives. I’d hate to have to push it back again.” Rolling my eyes, I blew out an exaggerated breath. Her words were a threat, one that she would happily dole out either way. It didn't matter what I did or didn't do; she would make my life miserable. I chose to ignore her dig. The dress was created for the crowning ceremony of every princess. It was a beautiful, deep emerald, green. The bodice was fitted, with crystals adorning in a webbed pattern at the chest. A few leaf-like drapes hung from the corset down the flowy train.

Lizzy laughed, “That’s not easy to do.” Mom’s gown was black and form fitting to the knees, then it flared out. It had spaghetti straps with a low neckline. I had to keep my belly in mind when I chose my gown. It was royal blue, with long sleeves and a princess neckline. It hugged my body to the waist then it hung straight, allowing room to expand for my belly. I needed to keep it classy for the coronation ceremony, but my reception dress is much sexier.

How can Valencia be with Corbyn Cirillo of all people? From Maverick Vandenberg to Corbyn Cirillo, how can this bitch’s luck be so good? Valencia's steps were steady, her left hand wrapped around Corbyn’s right arm while her right hand held a bouquet of lily and chrysanthemum flowers. Valencia was dressed in a limited-edition ballroom black dress, which was famously known to be a historical piece worn by a famous empress. The dress is said to be invaluable and has no price. It is also famously known to be in a top museum that wasn't accessible to ordinary people!

But when she informed us we needed to have a freaking coronation, I almost fainted! I've spend hours preparing and my girls have been in here primping me up. I don't know where the girls came up with this dress, but its gorgeous. It's a light lilac color that fits tightly at the bodice and practically falls off my hips, swirling down to my toes. It shimmers, and sparkles like my mate mark, with gold sprinkled over top. I couldn't have picked a better dress. I have no idea where the guys dragged Trey off too. The poor guy didn't look any more ready than I was... but at least he was composed and didn't look like he was going to pass out at any moment.