Tell me, tell me.
Are we star-crossed?
We balance on the fine line between us, unable stay on the same side of the line, in fear of falling.
Tell me, tell me.
Why are your eyes in that hue?
The very instant I tried on the first dress, I knew I wasn't going to enjoy being dressed up in regal fashion.
Dress after dress, I tried, with skirts becoming fuller and decorations getting more intricate. Poor Hinata, who was handing Yachi the dresses, almost collapsed under the weight of the gowns.
Hinata wheezed as he handed Yachi the next dress. She then pushed me toward the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She quickly dressed me up, squeezing me in as she zipped the dress shut. I could feel the sweat on my legs a few minutes in the dress, it was a bit warm.
"Yachi.. are you sure about this... Dress? Isn't it a bit too.. grand?"
The dress in a beautiful ebony shade, with off-shoulder sleeves. The skirt was full, with flowers that decorated the sheer texture of the skirt of the dress. Layers and layers of fabric composed the skirt, making it heavy.
How can the ladies of the court wear these things?
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"How about something, you know, lighter?" I suggested, looking at the dress she picked out in dismay.
I was used to a simple lifestyle at home. I was unlike other girls in the Ilalim, who whined at their simple dresses and wished for regal fashion. I would always scoff at their silly wishes, why ask for more when you have less?
Although I was given this chance to dress in the regal fashion the girls in the Ilalim died to wear, I let the opportunity pass. It became a massive culture shock for me to wear these kinds of dresses only Maharlika get the privilege to wear.
I could tell Yachi was uncomfortable with the fact that I preferred much simpler things. She must've dressed hundreds of princesses and ladies of the court to feel that way. But she sighed, pulled me out of the bathroom and instructed Hinata to search for a much lighter dress. I heard Hinata breathe a sigh of relief as he followed the young maid's commands.
At last, Hinata pulled out a light yellow dress with off-shoulder sleeves. The chiffon dress was dotted with light blue flowers, the skirt of the dress was spread out beautifully, the hem of the dress decorated with blue perennials, and swept the floor gently. It seemed so fitting for a simple girl like me, and it was perfect.
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