Here Goes Nothing (Complete)

Adara's Point of View:

I stepped up onto the round platform, which made me about three inches taller. I looked in the mirror at the dress- stunning! It was a pure white, with ruffles from the hips down. The dress felt rough on the outside, but the fabric that touched my skin was silky and soft like a butterfly’s kiss. A purple sash was tied around my stomach and made an elegant bow in the back. From the sash up, there was only silk, with room for bigger breasts than my own. I stared at myself in the mirror. What women had the chance to try on such elegant dresses all day long? While staring at the way the dress floated around me, I saw my mother nod to one of my maids. The maid picked up a small bouquet that was lying on the ground next to her and extended the bouquet to me. I took the bouquet gently from her hands. The flowers were purple, with small ferns for accent. I slowly lifted the bouquet to my chest and held it there, like I would on my wedding day. Then, for some odd reason, I brought the bunch of flowers to my lips and lightly kissed the bouquet, never taking my eyes from the mirror. 

I took a small smell of the flowers that were now posisioned in me face and their sweet scent brought a small smile to my lips. Would this be the type of bouquet I had on my wedding day?

"Sweet heart, spin around." My mother's smooth but commanding voice slid over to my ears. So I spun around letting the dress swish as I did. I decided to jump, just a little. I watched as I quickly came back down and my dress became big and puffy. It was the small child like thrills like this that make me put up with the long hours of wedding planning.

"It's just perfect!" My mother squealed. "This is the dress! Don't you think?" I looked at my mother's aged but alluring face with a large grin plastered on it. I guess she was right, I could stay in here all day trying to avoid this thing but eventually someone would decide and frankly I was tired of trying on dresses.

"Yes, it's wonderful." I softly whispered the words.

"Yes! I knew this was the one!” She looked like a little kid being told she was to play with the Prince; this is how I should have been acting. Instead I was calm and quiet. “Excuse me, ma'am? How much for that dress?" My mother stopped one woman working at the bridal shop.

"It's 120 ma'am. Would you like to buy it?" The employer put a smile on her face and shifted her weight to her left leg.

"120!" My mother exclaimed but calmed down quickly. "Well that's no problem now. Yes we will take it! Doesn’t she just look darling in that dress!” I stopped listening to my mother's conversation with one of the employer.

My mother has been buying many expensive things ever sense the Duke asked for my hand in marriage, well I was chosen for his hand. And sense it is the new Duke he has a lot of wealth. So my mother has been buying jewelry, gowns, horses, and many other things for her self and some things for me. I think she has always wanted me to marry some one wealthy. It makes sense, we’ve been poor our whole lives. But she always seemed contempt because she loves my father dearly and sacrifices a wealthy life for love. At the moment I like to think, well hope she is in a haze.

"Okay!” My mother’s voice took me out of my thoughts “Adara slip out of that dress and get changed." I looked at my mother whose grin had gotten wider sense last. I did as my mother wished. I stepped off the pedestal and started to walk down a hallway towards the place I had been changing for the past four hours! When I got back there one of the workers was waiting to help me get out of the dress. She smiled at me kindly and led me into the place to change.

When I was out of the dress she turned and started folding the dress in a way it wouldn't wrinkle when she placed it in the box. During this time I changed into the dress I had worn here.

When I was done I walked out of the room to the back hallway. The worker was waiting for me.

"You have a lovely figure my lady. And the dress that you picked and the one that you are wearing now complements it nicely." She had a genuine smile on her face as we walked slowly down the short hallway.

"Why thank you..." I looked down at my body, I was short compared to her, and she easily had a foot and an half on me. But I wasn't short for my age I was actually tall! I looked at my long legs that were hidden under my purple dress that hugged tightly to my body. I had smaller breasts but they were still visible to show I was maturing but older. The maids had padded all my dresses on the request of my mother. She wants me to impress the uprising Duke in my appearance.