Mal Descendants 2 Coronation Dress นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Farah's voice echoed through the chamber, and the maids scrambled to comply, managing to offer a hurried greeting to the Countess as they rushed past. Kaerlia approached the chamber and knocked gently, then entered to find Farah dressed in her striking red coronation gown. Farah's dress was a magnificent creation, made of stunning crimson silk. The bodice was adorned with intricate gold and silver embroidery, with an off-shoulder neckline that added a touch of allure. The gown flowed gracefully with a voluminous skirt and a train embellished with ornate patterns and beadwork, befitting her soon-to-be role as a powerful queen.

Only small details were left. "You'll be beautiful in this dress, princess," Shai said while taking care of said small details. A few things had to be adjusted on the dress Azalia was wearing for her coronation. It was a gorgeous dress made of expensive fabrics, the colour a dark red matching the big ruby Azalia was wearing as a necklace. "Nobody will be able to take their eyes off of you."

After a couple of short weeks of planning, the day finally arrived and I was once again dressed in some ridiculously heavy gown. It was made of royal blue velvet and was one of the most beautiful dresses I have owned. After today, it would be put in the treasure room where all the other outfits from the previous coronations are saved. I laughed the first time I saw that room and wondered why we clung so much to these kinds of things when the real treasure in life was our family. I guess we saved that which we could and loved what we couldn’t save. A morbid thought, I know, but still. We walked down the quiet passage to the chapel and when the doors were opened, all eyes turned to Fynn and me

I know Constantine and I were not in a relationship but I couldn't help but feel nervous. I called Mandy over so she would help me choose a suitable dress for this event. There will be a lot of rich elites at this event and I didn't want to be left out. She ransacked my wardrobe and I saw clothes I can't even remember buying, she brought some of her clothes for me to try although I am slightly bigger than her. "I found the perfect dress for you Euli" she was showing me a long sleeveless royal blue dress with a low neckline and a high slit reaching my thighs, the dress was decorated with pearls.

an attendant walks over a little to happily for my liking. “Hello Eden” “what can I do for you today?” he steps aside and it’s as though she’s seeing me for the first time “I’d like you to take her measurements for a custom gown please” “of course” she says walking over to me, eyeing me from head to foot, “can I ask what the occasion is so I have an idea what type of gown I’m making” “this is my mate so it will be a coronation gown, the colours Red, Gold and Blue, elegant and regal for my Luna Queen”

I whispered to myself. Tonight was to be Miles and Vivienne's coronation. That's right. They couldn't even wait. I put on a black, high-collared lace gown to hide the petrified marks covering my body and forced myself downstairs. The grand hall had been redecorated. Vivienne, dressed in a champagne-colored evening gown, was directing servants to arrange blood-red roses. I turned and saw the clan nobles arriving.

I was sad, hopeless, and stuck in a situation where no one could take me out. - Two days later I forced myself to get ready to go to the coronation celebration. I put on a long rose gold dress. It reached my ankle. With a beautiful neckline, it had long sleeves. I put on light makeup. I was going there as their soon-to-be daughter-in-law. Logan was that family's son. I did not want to do something that made him offended and then caused my parents to punish me later. I still could not forget how they left me to die in that iced tub.

She was anxious and eager to see him again, so much so, that she wanted to look beautiful for him. "If you will allow me to say, Your Highness, the light blue dress with the detail of flowers on the skirt looks beautiful to you, it is very appropriate to the occasion, and expresses everything you cannot say in words," whispered the maid, referring to Marcus. The dress wasn't a flashy gown, like the one expected to be seen for the Queen Consort's coronation, but it was everything Samantha stood for. Youth, freshness and life, the young princess had in her hands everything that she had not been able to enjoy in those years away from the castle.

Grant had to wear a black suit and white shirt, and he would have to wear a royal sash of Teal and silver, which were the pack colours, as he was mated to me. Once we were both showered and dressed, we made our way downstairs. We had eaten after we had showered, as breakfast was brought to us so we could have more time to prepare. We made our way into the side room to the ballroom where we met with the council and my grandparents. "That dress is perfect on you," Merida said, smiling at me as she held me at arm's length and looked me over. "It was my first dress for Royal duties such as this."

I brought it with Crimson in mind, the color of the sheer fabric was close to his eyes when they turned that deep shade of blood red. The dress was full-length, perfect for a coronation ball. Its haltered strap left my back bare, the neckline dipped with a deep V. And small clear jewels encrusted the bodice of the dress. My had grown out and was now shoulder length. I had it dyed black last night, with a few dark red highlights, to cover its natural bright orange. Satisfied with my appearance and finally emerged from the bathroom. “Whoa!” Mason gave a low whistle, and his eyes greedily ate me up. I smiled, scrunching my nose at his obvious ogling.