The Elephant of the Bastille >> LES MISERABLES [Enjolras x OC ]

Chapter 1: Emerald Eyes

Author's Note:

I was researching some things for the story because I am trying to do the best content for my fellows and make it the most realistic. So, I got the actual clothing style of the period we are in right now. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter!! I might do some point of view and then go back to the normal third person!! The video isn't mine, but I thought it was beautiful and with that, you can guess who Nicolette is going to meet... ;)

༺༻14 July 1819༺༻

"This is going to be perfect" The mother of the teen was walking around the room, nerves surrounding her as Nicolette was being dressed with the party gown. Marie was already dressed in her expensive dark green ball gown from the latest fashion of 1819, her masses of black curls were worn over the forehead and ears, with the longer back hair drawn up into loose buns influenced by Greek and Roman styles. Parted in the center and worn in tight ringlets over the ears. Marie's dark blue eyes looked directly at her daughter who was now fully dressed:

Nicolette wasn't happy, she didn't like wearing wealthy clothing, she had a sudden urge to sell it so with the money she could give it to people who needed it. Her expression was serious and while her mother just felt proud of her daughter looking like a girl from her social class. Many thoughts crowed her mind as her brunette hair was being done, and finished by placing a nice headpiece:

"You look gorgeous, 'Colette" Nicolette's mother susurrate, covering her mouth with eyes full of tears. "All eyes will be on you."

"Of course they will," Nicolette whispered under her breath, her tone was sarcastic and her eyes met her nursemaid's, Madame Vera, who seemed to have heard what she had said and was glaring at her holding a crow. Madame Vera knew how much the girl despised these things and how her mother loved them. Marie looked at her daughter carefully, wanting her to look splendid, the woman had the whole night planned in her mind. What she didn't know was that her daughter had her own. The doors of the room opened and Aceline stepped in, vowing at Marie and then admiring her beautiful friend. "Patria! You look remarkable!?"

The friend was wearing a bright orange dress which contrasted with her golden locks, Aceline placed a hand on Nicolette's shoulder beaming widely, the brunette seemed to relax knowing that her best friend would be standing with her during the whole night and that they would isolate themselves in one of the many rooms like they always did during parties.