ALLIANCE

IV

"So he came to your room!?" Syden's eyes go wide.

I nod half asleep.

She grabs another strand of my hair and continues braiding it.

"Dear lord, he must've genuinely been sorry..."

She mumbles a 'sorry' after I hiss as she tugs a lock of my hair a little too hard.

"Nope. Didn't even utter the words 'I'm sorry', instead he got mad and threw a fit like a little bitch boy."

She gasps at my language.

I laugh.

She smacks my head. That too hard, may I add.

"You can't talk like that Sloane. Maybe he just needs a little warming up to do. The Lord knows you need to, so maybe he does too." She explains.

"I don't know." I sigh not wanting to talk about him further.

She picks up on it and drops the topic.

Syden walks around the room and picks up a bunch of dresses ranging from different shades of pastel colours from the bed.

"Hm... what colour are you feeling today?"

"Why the pastel?" I wonder.

She smiles like she was prepared for this question.

"My mother says that before the wedding you should dress a little bit more comfortably. You know, like enjoy the last couple of days?"

She pauses,

"Mum also told me that your mom wore pastels before her wedding too, so I assumed you'd want to as well."

I crack a small smile at that.

"I'd like that."

I wish my mom was here.

I didn't feel like talking much after bringing up my mom.

I pick out the baby blue coloured dress and Syden gets to work in silence.

I watch as she moves carefully to tie my corset and button up the dress.

I think she gets her nurturing personality from her mom.

It's quite comforting. The feeling of comfort she provides starts to sting a little bit.

"I miss her."

She looks up at me through the mirror in front of us.

"I know." Syden fluffs my hair a little bit. I turn to look at her.

"But she's still with you Sloane. Every single day."

She pokes my chest, "Right in here."

"Damn straight." I ease the serious atmosphere a little as we both laugh.

A knock on the door interrupts us. After yelling a small, "come in", a small elderly woman walks in.

Someone from the help I presume.