ETERNALLY ⇢ HENRY MILLS [2]

chapter thirteen

"You look amazing, Brooke" Emma said.
I turned away from the mirror and saw Emma and Mary Margaret standing there smiling. My jaw dropped at the sight of them. "Says you two!"
Snow chuckled and walked towards me. "We really mean it" she said, placing her hands on my shoulders and spinning me around so I could see myself in the mirror.
I was wearing a pale pink dress. My hair was down apart from the top of hair, which was pulled back into a quiff, slightly higher than I'd usually do it. I guess this is Camelot - it must be how some girls have their hair for balls. I looked down at my shoes: I was wearing pale pink princess shoes to match my dress. I chuckled, "Well, at least I can dance. If I wore heels I'd be all over the place"
"Indeed" Mary Margaret said. "Now come on, we need to go. We'll be introduced to everyone soon"

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Regina, Emma, Snow and I were all stood at the top of the huge staircase. Butterflies formed in my stomach when I saw how many people were below us. I noticed Henry, Hook, Robin and Charming were all stood in front of everyone, waiting for our arrival.
"I'd like to welcome the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming; Emma Swan!"
Everyone applauded her as she walked down the staircase, smiling. I couldn't help but smile when I saw Hook; he looked mesmerised by her, as if she wasn't The Dark One, but as everyone else saw her: Emma Swan.
"The beautiful, Lady Snow White!" The clapping continued as Mary Margaret elegantly walked down the stairs and greeted David.
"The Saviour: Regina!" I watched Regina as she walked down the staircase. I could see she wasn't entirely happy with her title, but tried to hide it. Once she joined Robin, I heard my name being called out.
"And our special guest: Brooke Robinson!"
Okay, Brooke. You can do this. You've seen how confident Guinevere looks walking down the staircase, just look like her: elegant, calm and beautiful.
Just like Regina, Mary Margaret and Emma, too.
I took a deep breath and began to walk down the staircase, holding parts of my dress up. I have to admit, I was doing a pretty good job of pretending I'm not nervous at all. I'm usually terrible with this kinda stuff.
"You look beautiful, Brooke." Henry said to me once I reached him.
"You don't look too bad yourself." I answered. Henry lightly laughed and held out his hand. "Shall we?"