@PuffPoff
"Well we should leave them a note. I'm going to the castle with you."
"Well we should leave them a note. I'm going to the castle with you."
Willow stepped into the dressing room and three woman immediately rushed over, measuring, touching and talking to her. They retreated to the back room and came up with a dress.
(I imagine this is what it looks like)
(……wow)
(Whoah that’s gorgeous!)
Scarlet’s hopes rose. “You— you don’t have to.” Please come.
(My head says no but my heart says yes.)
"Yes I do. You're not going alone, and I don't know where everyone else went." He looked around as he stood up. "Let's go." Cade walked over and grabbed his suit jacket from the floor where he had dropped it. Hope I still look presentable…
Harper got up off the bed. "I guess I should go talk to Scarlet now…" She said grudgingly.
Scarlet submitted, slipping on a dark blue cloak. “Let’s go.”
He opened the door. "Lead the way. I have no clue how to get there."
Willow stared at herself in the mirror, admiring the royal blue dress that flowed all around her. The women led her out of the room, and towards a podium, handing her some note cards.
"Later, you will be expected to write your own speeches, for now, we write it for you."
Scarlet slipped out into the dark with Cade following her, careful not to let her cloak snag on brambles.
Cade hoped that without the makeup he'd look different than how he looked at the ball. He shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked alongside Scarlet.
“Woooow Willow! You look great!” Chelsea gushed, appearing next to Willow.
She cast a sideways look to him, her eyes flickering to his lips very briefly before looking straight ahead. Her apprehension rose as she saw the tallest parapet of the castle.
Cade tried to relax. Don't worry, no one will kill you. You're with the future Queen. It's fine… "Do you think people will recognize me from the ball?" He asked Scarlet quietly.
“No, you had makeup on then. Even if they did, you’re with me.”, she reassured him, wanting more than anything to take his hand.
Willow smiled, pushing back a strand of her hair, blushing. "Thanks Chelsea-Friend."
Cade nodded, his body relaxing finally. He smiled at her, offering out his hand for her to hold.
Scarlet slipped her hand into his, her heart hammering in her chest. “Thanks.”
“Your welcome! …so where do I stand? Like here?” Chelsea asked gesturing towards her current spot, right to Willow.
“Here?” Chelsea asked appearing where the audience would stand.
“Here?” She asked, appreaing on the top of a painting. She stood on a painting, her only support the frame of the picture on the tiny nail.
“Here?” Chelsea asked, appearing in a sitting position on the podium.
Then Chelsea appeared back at the right of Willow, “… where?”
"No problem." Cade felt his cheeks flush as he turned away to look ahead of them.
(I have to go now bye!)
(Aw bye)
Scarlet blushed as well, walking a little closer to him.
Willow took Chelsea's hand, "Probably best if you stand next to me." she smiled and handed Chelsea a mint.
“Okie dokie.” Chelsea grinned, she took the mint, “… why do I need a mint?”
"I have no idea." she cleared her throat and the cameras started.
Chelsea looked innocent and smiled, like a little innocent girl at a candy store who you would give a hug to.
Willow looked down at her notes, "I am Wilhelmina Alice Karajeste, eldest of the queen, and heir to the throne."
(Willow da queen.)
(I desperately want to put in my plot twist rn, but also desperately want to see how this plays out…………..)(
"Our late queen, Alice, had an affair with a man named Lyle Karajeste, before Scarlet was born. I am that child. The rumors are true."
(I desperately want to put in my plot twist rn, but also desperately want to see how this plays out…………..)(
(Wait what.)
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