Hello Kittens,
It's been a long time. Almost months I think since I've updated. Well, my demons were keeping me busy *shrugs*
What can I say, sometimes I ought to surrender to them to have fun. But not all the time. That's not fair.
Anyways, you guys jump into the chapter.**********************************************************************************
Liliana
"Oh my God, Liliana dear, take small steps while walking," Mom mumbled for the hundredth time.
"Mom, I'll be fine," I smiled at her for fussing over.
"I know honey, I know. It's just 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,...." she counted until she cooled her hysteria.
Taking her hands in mine I squeezed them to reassure her.
"It's going to be alright. I am not going to trip." I winked smiling at the women who was not my biological mother but someone more than that."Don't jinx it!" She scolded. "It's your big day honey. I'm just worried." She rubbed her temples as if to let go of the stress.
There was nothing to worry about. The security is tripled strictly because of today's occasion.
Occasion.
Big day.
Wedding.
Yeah.
I can feel that.I stared at my reflection. I was getting married.
Today.
In less than thirty minutes.
Instead of feeling giddy or nervous, my heart was galloping for a marathon.The Ralph and Russo white dress was breathtaking, I mean it in the tangible way of taking a breath. I couldn't breathe in this dress for it was heavy. Never in my life, I thought I would wear something this vast on my wedding day.
Donned with intricate lace designs, 40,000 dainty white pearls and 15,000 encrusted Swarvoski diamonds it weighed more than my body weight.
It was Nonna's wish to see her granddaughter - adopted, in the glory of a princess. This was her customized gown for me as a wedding gift. Mama insisted on the design something that would cover my back to which I am thankful for.The lace designs with ornate 3D flowers hugged my chest. The skirt flowing in numerous layers of tulles. I gingerly stood on my heels careful not to trip over exhaling a slow breath.
I stared at my veil. The veil is customised by precise instructions delivered by Mom. It is adorned with lace, dainty Swarvoski diamonds here and there and the borders dangling with delicate tear-shaped white pearls. The train ran long enough extending up to 10 feet. My long brown hair was coiffed in a messy braid which ended up in an elegant bun at the nape of the neck, few strands fanning my face. Gypsophila flowers were pinned in my messy bun to give an elegant look.
"Francesca, you are scaring the poor child," Nonna said entering the room.
"Nonna!" I exclaimed. "You shouldn't be walking in your state," I mumbled at the old woman. She never understood the meaning of the word 'rest'.
"Oh, don't jest. Nothing will stop this old lady from seeing her granddaughter before the wedding. Rest be damned."
I giggled, while Mom looked like she was about to faint."Mamma, you should..." Mom trailed off snapping her lips in a thin line when Nonna narrowed her eyes at her.
Nonna took my hands in her frail, trembling, wrinkled ones squeezing them as if to console me.
"I'm not going to give a sermon. I know you'll make a good wife. A good Queen for I can see your reign. Keep your head high, your spine straight, the devil in your eyes and walk with kindness in your heart like a queen you are. Soar high, Bambina." She planted a kiss on my hands.

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