I watched as my fair face turned a deep cherry. But I had to agree with her. Standing in front of the full-length, all-way mirror, hundreds of Emerys stared back at me. Long, straight, dark, green hair framed my flushed face. And yes, we all looked fabulous! The only way I knew this wasn’t a dream, aside from the priceless clothes, was the over-focused and over-talented Syalantian seamstress hustling around me, pinning, measuring and fussing with said clothes. Every once in a while she would break up the routine, huff and make me twirl. I would say I felt like a princess, but it wouldn't do this woman or her dress justice. The one-of-a-kind one shoulder gown, the ingenious seamstress handcrafted for me was simply stunning. It was a delicious sky-blue, made entirely of Aqualaian silk, so it both simultaneously hugged my curves and drifted in some unseen breeze. The left shoulder featured a rather intricate ancient Syalantian design - a symbol of love and strength - made entirely of Genarian white platinum.
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