Princess Style Carry Vs Bridal Carry の小説・ストーリー

Ladia's dazzling hair framed a face of regal elegance, and though her attire was simple yet well-crafted, it was her choice of garments that set her apart. Rather than a flowing dress, the princess wore pants, paired with exquisite rose gold chest armor and a crimson cape that flowed majestically from her shoulders. She carried herself with the bearing of a true ruler, one who would not hesitate to lead her people into battle against any foe. "We greet Her Majesty!" the nobles proclaimed in unison, their voices echoing through the grand hall.

Besides, we can do this stuffs on our own. The baby blue dress is very close to my body. Pastels are what the bride's maids should wear so that's what I chose. It's a chiffon off shoulder dress that reaches to the feet. My hair was braided into a bun, with a few strands of hair left on my face. And lastly, the flower crown as the finishing touch.

Marlo said. "I can't. I will take something for the princess and check on him." "I will go with you." Callie joined me. The princess looked dazzling with her dyed hair and emerald green dress. But Dominic wasn't dancing with her. I looked around until I saw him with a classy redhead that had sea-green eyes and was wearing a sexy black dress of impeccable taste. He looked great as well, but pleasantly different now that he combed his unruly hair back and was dressed formally.

Think of it from this point of view, my princess. Lian sighs: Ok, ok, you're done; let's go. Layan was wearing a special dress for this occasion, which is not what you expect, the white dress and the veil that extends along her back, and she carries in her hands a bouquet of roses, but it is a little dress like a military uniform, as we said earlier that it is considered war and survival and victory in it for the strongest and fastest. Layan was wearing a short pocket above. Her knees are made of wide leather to facilitate movement, and she has a long boot that reaches above the knees, and from the top a leather top that shows her arms without straps, and her hair is raised behind the helme

The purpose was clear: strengthen diplomatic alliances and showcase the nobility’s power. My outfit, handpicked by the royal committee, was a form-fitting black dress with silver accents that shimmered under the light. The backless design was daring, and I’d styled my hair into a loose bun with strands framing my face. The prince, as always, commanded attention. His outfit was immaculate—a long velvet coat embroidered with intricate silver runes and mystical symbols. The high collar, leather accents, and polished silver buttons exuded power. His polished boots and the royal signet ring completed the look. He was the living embodiment of power and seduction.

Nobles streamed their way in; champagne glasses circulated, and chatter hummed beneath glittering chandeliers and wedding banners that carried the name of the couple. The princes arrived in their number, and so did the princesses. Princess Kelly wore a dazzling golden gown with black stripes and heels that threatened to pierce through the marble floor. She held on to the hand of Karine, whose gaze pierced through the venue like a woman searching for faults. She wore an open‑back black evening gown with pearls that trailed from her neck to her shoulders. Her dress was more appropriate for a funeral than an engagement.

Dylan walked away from them and continued fixing the sword. "I'm not used to having something on the side of my waist. I wish I had the weapon I'm going to use on the back like my two sticks, but Dylan's right, it's better that when I draw the sword I can see it rather than in the back, which may lead to injury." After fixing the sword holder on her waist, she saw that Dylan and the princess had already walked to the market, so the soldiers also walked and followed behind them, but she noticed that Prince Franco did not follow them. He just left where he was earlier.

Slid it open and pulled out a black tray lined with red velvet, atop which was a gold and diamond necklace. Adan frowned and shook his head. “Too much. Maybe earrings would be better. Or a bracelet? Something smaller. And… her style, I guess I could describe it to you as… well, let’s say the same sort of aesthetic as Princess Yena.” The woman’s eyes lit up. “Oh, I love Princess Yena.” Adan chuckled. “Who doesn’t?”

To her surprise, Justin scooped her up on her feet and carried her bridal style as they bid goodnight to the group. “This is embarrassing!” she said to him. “Put me down.” Justin laughed. “I would have to carry you the same way after the wedding. I should practice not to drop you.” “I’ll be wearing a big gown, I’m sure you’ll have difficulty nevertheless,” Adrienne warned him. Justin looked at her for a moment and his eyes sparkled. “Really? How big?” Adrienne smiled proudly at him. “Cinderella gown big!”

Due to the length of the gown, no one could tell that she was wearing a two inch stilettos and she was very comfortable, making a mental note to thank Sarah later because she still looked fabulous. Caddaric found her mesmerizing but was afraid because he could not see her bump. The dress hid it well. Whereas, he noticed something else. Ariana was not wearing a tiara like Juliet and Sarah but a Crown. Casper gave it to her before walking her down the aisle to differentiate between the bride of the heir and his two greatest confidantes. It made a huge difference and Casper was smiling proudly, knowing that all his plans for Caddaric to marry for love worked out, even for Carter and Colton.