Born into the cut-throat Autumn Court, Eris Vanserra had been surrounded by monsters his entire life and spent most of his time scheming for the crown his cruel father still possessed. His world is thrown into chaos when an unexpected source gets to...
Art is not really my forte, but I was feeling inspired so I drew my vision for Astra's Starfall dress
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ASTRA
Astra barely recognized her reflection in the mirror. Cerridwen and Nuala, the half-wraith twins, had spent a better part of the afternoon taming the golden-brown waves of her hair and painting cosmetics on her face. They had done an excellent job. The angles of her cheekbones looked sharper than a knife and the shadow lining her eyes brought out their vibrant, violet hue.
When they helped her into her dress, neither blushed when they saw the silhouette. Actually, Astra wasn't sure they even could blush since they were mostly made of shadow and smoke.
The top half of the deep, sapphire dress was fitted at the top and flowed out at her waist. The long sleeves would keep away the lingering evening chill, but they weren't enough to make the dress seem modest. The high slit in the tulle skirt gave the impression of long legs, but the true masterpiece was the neckline. Cut low, nearly down to her navel, it was sure to turn heads.
The edges of the seam were adorned with diamonds, made to look like twinkling stars. Mor and Astra had raided a chest of unused jewels in the River House's storage area to get the gemstones for her dress. They hit the jackpot when they found a massive diamond that Lara set at bottom of the V-shaped opening. It was going to be difficult to tell if guests were staring at the jewels or the generous amount of cleavage on display. Though her breasts were on the smaller side, the bodice was tight enough to give them shape.
A pounding knock on her bedroom door pulled Astra's focus from the mirror. Alette didn't bother waiting for permission before swinging the door open and striding in with Pix at her heels.
Alette's green eyes quickly roamed over Astra and she said, "Hmmm. It's unclear if the focal point is supposed to be your tits or those diamonds."
Astra wasn't sure if it was a compliment or an insult but she knew the best way to deal with Alette was to not fold.
"Are you trying to match Helion with your dress? I hear he has a wing fetish," Astra shot back. It was true - Alette was dressed in a flowing, white chiffon gown that cinched at the waist with a gold belt. Sleeveless and open-backed to accommodate her wings, it was very reminiscent of the Lord of Day's usual attire.
They stared each other down for a second after Astra's comment while Pix looked on. A smile formed on Alette's bright red lips, breaking the tension. Giggles from all three followed.
Pix was in a dazzling shade of orange that offset her dark skin well. The cut was simplistic - long sleeves that belled out at the ends and provided coverage up to the neck. Her black curls were as unruly as ever, though it looked as if she might have used oil to make the ringlets shine.
"I'll winnow us all above the House. Alette can fly down the rest of the way and we will have to drop in," Astra said with a nod to Pix.
Both her hands shot out to grab their wrists before either could confirm the plan. She winnowed them all into the cool night sky above the main balcony.
