Mal Descendants 2 Coronation Dress Novels & Stories

“Everyone is dying to meet you, the rumor of your arrival spread like wild fire and you are everything anyone is talking about. You know, many believed that the king would never marry, every the single women in the kingdom went out of their way to win his heart, but he never pay attention to any of them. For example, Lady Estella Goddard was convinced that she was going to be the next queen; she is pretty and has impeccable manners, but, trust me, everyone is relieved that she will not have the chance to rule. She is not a kind person, but you will have time to make your own opinion about her and everyone else, do not let me influence you…” Arlene kept talking incessantly without even checki

I should have been excited—this was something I had dreamed of, something I wanted—but a strange unease settled deep in my chest, like a whisper of warning I couldn’t quite hear. Morgana, Ivy, and Kora were in my room, helping me prepare. The ceremonial dress I wore was a deep crimson, the fabric flowing around me like a river of blood—bold, untamed, and alive. It clung to my form like it knew me, fitted at the bodice with delicate embroidery that shimmered like flame when the light caught it. Intricate patterns of gold thread traced ancient runes across the sleeves and neckline, symbols of unity, strength, and fate. The skirt fanned out in layers of silk and velvet, trailing behind me like

The gown spread as far as some meters away from her, it was dragging after her as she walked,and students made way for her as she made her arrogant entry. She was wearing a jade crown which has 22 was written boldly on it. Her diamonds earrings and necklace was from the same maker, about her shoes,it's rare as f**k! Can't be found anywhere except you have the money. Scarlet and Emma in after her,using the same door. Scarlet was only wearing a simple gown.. She might be a b*tch but her natural beauty can't be denied. Emma was last in line. She's wearing a s*xy stretchy gown,hugging her so tightly that her @ss was shaking so bad as she walked.

The colonies of the Southern Falsies lined up neatly according to their respective types, before them the King of the South and his future queen stood Javanese. Edmund looks handsome in a royal dress which includes a red silk robe, a magnificent crown, and a golden scepter as the mandatory dress of a King. Meanwhile, Miranda — although Lillian was reluctant to admit it — looked very beautiful in a dark red dress without sleeves, and a wide skirt filled with intricate black carvings.

But Emma made sure she had her say in he were—No excessive make up, no heavy embroidery and no bothesome material. Just a royal purple gown that clung to her body frame sofy, exposing her delicate curves perfectly but yet still very comfortable. It has a interwoven metal gold running from her shoulder to her wrist. Adorned with an array of golden as sliver bangles as she saw fit. The maids wrapped a delicate silver chain around her forehead and fixed her hair up. On the way to the entrance. The maids stopped on both ends gesturing Emma to keep on going. So she walked the remaining distance to the coronation hall alone.

Orseus nodded as he turned his gaze enquiring at Jack. “No issues with me.” Jack shrugged. “Tomorrow?” Thomas suggested and everyone nodded. “I want to come too but I have to work till late afternoon...” Martin muttered to Jack. Jack nodded. “Alright then tomorrow evening?” Thomas asked as he saw Jack nodding towards Martin, but he was soon distracted by Mira and Almera who were whispering and giggling. “Do you think you can get your Marquess to wear wine red color?” Mira teased before adding “Remember you agreed to wear the dress I designed for the coronation?”

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.

I gave the other men the same instructions as my own, no unnecessary blood spilt especially no civilians. An hour later I exit the room where the glam team had finished getting me ready, Maddox eyes roamed my body as though he wanted to rip my black floor length ball gown right off me. Turning to the full length mirror in the hall of the safe house I check my appearance. The dress is a rough satin with a slit almost up to my hip bone on the left leg with a plunging neckline and off the shoulder straps. I wore nude heels and my ruby jewellery and tiara, playing the part of Royal Princess. My jewellery was a gift from my parents for my fiftieth birthday.

I don't know who I took my genes from because dad is a freaking giant. My mom couldn't also have the dress on time due to wedding planning so we opted for the best option. Ocean's Dreams, couldn't make my request because of another royal wedding. The dress is amazing,a lacy long sleeves off the shoulder ball gown with a big bow at the back. The viel was 35 inches long,I also get to put a crown on. It was a gift from Queen Catherine,who is attending by the way. I am so excited to meet her. My bridesmaids being Lianna,a girl from my class who I befriended on the first of school,she is cool and British,then Alexanderia,her twin,then Aspen, Aunt Jane's daughter and finally Maya,our roommate. She

A slice of mana-infused peach tart that I might have moaned over. King Edric sat across from me, shirt tragically buttoned this time—but that didn't stop the heat behind those proud amber eyes. He watched me like I was the center of every prophecy and pastry tray. Then came the dressing. Clarence practically danced into my room holding a gown like she had summoned it from the depths of Mount Sass. “Red,” she announced. “Velvet. Bold. Queenly. Dangerous. You’ll look like a royal warning sign.” She was right. It hugged all the right places. The sleeves were embroidered with runes that shimmered like they knew secrets. The neckline dipped low but regal—don’t test me meets divine elegance.