Stelsa, the girl crafted from the broken leftovers from the Gods, is far from the expectations of a normal lady. Her father, Aaeron Meryls, and her uncles sought to train her in the way of the blade. Many whisper about her origin - is she bastard li...
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THE SOFT BLUE, PRACTICALLY WHITE TO THE EYE, FABRIC hugged Stelsa's frame in a manner that was almost unforgiving to the eye — hugging her in a way no person would ever fail to remember. It was stunning, Stelsa would compliment, even if it had not been prepared by Aba. Stelsa could not help but be captivated by the pearls lining the chest of her gown, twinkling down in a v-shape. It had only taken Stelsa a few moments to realize the pearls accented the almost dragon-like scales that had been sewn into the fabric.
She appreciated the hint towards her soon to be husband's house, but Stelsa cherished the soft blue that had been chosen. For onlookers, her dress would almost appear white. Aba appeared in Stelsa's gaze, her green eyes darting up to meet Stelsa's. "What do you think?" Stelsa whispered quietly, appreciating the cover she had from the others in the room as Aba fixed the dress.
Aba sat back and looked up at her, allowing Stelsa to see the water that had begun to linger in her gaze. "It is everything I could have hoped for and more for you." Aba whispered, rising from her spot to stand behind Stelsa. "You are absolutely beautiful. The whole realm will speak of you for years to come for your beauty on this day." Stelsa smiled at Aba who gently squeezed her arms. "Perhaps we might add some more pearls to your sleeves? Or change them to a different jewel altogether? That way when Aemond places the cloak on your shoulder, the sleeves will not dwindle beneath it?" Stelsa nodded in agreement though she did not mind if the sleeves had pearls or not.
Aba had been the one to make her dresses for years. Stelsa wanted her to have as much of a say over her wedding gown too.
"Does it fit?" Heleana called out, breaking Aba and Stelsa from their moment behind the curtains.
Aba gifted Stelsa a wide smile before she opened the curtain, reaching down to grab the excess fabric trailing behind Stelsa as she turned. Alicent beamed as Stelsa turned to face them from where they sat. Heleana rose quickly from the couch. "You look beautiful, Stelsa." Alicent complimented as Heleana walked over, reaching to take Stelsa's hands.
"My brother will not be able to take his eyes from you." Heleana promised, smiling as she looked over the dress and squeezed Stelsa's hands. "I was considering that we might add some pearls to the sleeves? It is quite a stunning dress, it would be a shame for it to lose its moment when Aemond places the cloak on my shoulders." Stelsa threw out, but she did not miss the way Aba grinned as she moved away.
"If not pearls, perhaps some other form of jewel to ensure they sparkle?" Alicent looked over to the seamstress who moved over to quietly discuss the idea with the Green Queen. Stelsa could not help but look over to Aba who had snuck off to Dyana.
Heleana followed her gaze and found Dyana wiping away some tears. "Are you not pleased?" Heleana asked, brows furrowing in concern as Dyana reddened with the attention.
