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Despite Miranda's willingness to take on the responsibility of planning the wedding, Elena couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for not sharing the workload more evenly. She appreciated the efforts her maid was making, but she also didn't want Miranda to feel overwhelmed and burdened with the task alone. So, from time to time, Elena would help Miranda with the planning, offering her assistance in any way she could.
"We shall need flowers for the reception. Benedict and I came to an agreement that Delphiniums would be able to light up the house." Elena said walking in circles around her room with Miranda following, trying to tie her dress. "We also need to start sending invitations. And oh... I am forgetting something, surely."
"I shall take care of everything, Miss. Do not worry. Just think, you shall be Mrs. Bridgerton in two weeks." Miranda chuckled.
Elena was well aware that avoiding her mother was not exactly the mature or responsible thing to do, especially as the wedding day approached. Yet, she couldn't help taking comfort in the fact that her involvement in the wedding planning gave her a reason to be busy and to keep her distance. The tension between her and her mother was palpable, and it was easier to avoid facing it by immersing herself in wedding preparations. As much as she knew this was not the ideal solution, she decided to ignore it.
"Are you sure you do not need any help, Miranda?" Elena asked while following her maid to the kitchen, where many cooks and bakers were working hard on the food for the ceremony.
"I assure you, Miss. I have everything under control. All you need to do is to get ready and rest." Miranda told Elena.
"How is it going, Miranda?" Ms. Davis as she entered the kitchen as well.
"Going just fine, thank you." Miranda replied.
Ms. Davis noticed Elena standing there. "Miss Elena, you should be upstairs, resting!"
"I want to help, Ms. Davis. It is alright and besides, it's my wedding." Elena assured her.
Then, the maids and cooks started asking plenty of questions to Miranda.
"What kind of flowers does Miss Elena wish for the ceremony?" A maid asked.
"Uh... Delphiniums." Miranda hesitantly answered.
"Will it be beef or pork for the entree?" A cook asked.
"Is the vanilla mixed with strawberry jam or blueberry jam?" The baker asked.
Miranda was panicking and gave Elena a nervous looked.
Elena smiled at her. "It will be beef and the vanilla needs to be mixed with blueberries." She answered to them. "Miranda, do not be afraid to ask for help. And my fiancé is coming tomorrow, you'll be able to ask him for groom-related stuff."
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The Living Portrait of Benedict Bridgerton
FanfictionA Bᴇɴᴇᴅɪᴄᴛ Bʀɪᴅɢᴇʀᴛᴏɴ Sᴛᴏʀʏ in which Elena Bennet gets caught up in a forbidden romance. ‼️ Does not follow the exact story line‼️