{hiatus}
you were just an ordinary person living and ordinary life, but one day...your mother gets very sick.
there is this ceremony that is held where the seven princes pick a girl to be their wedded wife, and extend the royal family.
what extent...
i snarled at jimin and taehyung, who were teasing me as we headed upstairs. making it to my room, turning around sharply to see taehyung and jimin still there with smirks.
"for fucks sake my legs hurt. i hate you two and leave me alone. i have to get ready for the ball while taeyong tells me the details," i barked at them. "now shoo and get yourselves ready as well. in your own rooms."
"whatever you wish, your highness," taehyung bowed dramatically with a smirk. jimin bowed as well, both of them leaving right afterwards. i rolled my eyes, entering the room to see make up artists, hair stylists, a bunch of shoes lined up, a bunch of make up and hair accessories, jewelry, and taeyong.
"please take a shower and we will begin pampering you up for the ball," taeyong announced. my eyes widened.
"the ball is tonight? i thought it was tomorrow."
"it's tonight so hurry and take a shower."
the next hours are hectic. people were barging in and out of my room, asking taeyong about the plans, where to put things, while the stylists did my makeup and hair. they didn't really put on a lot of makeup to make me gag or feel like i have a cement block on my face, but just enough that i can wear this look on a daily. the hair, i thought was a bit excessive. my hair was tied in a high ponytail, curled with loose strands that fell. even though it sounded simple, it looked elegant.
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(here you go if you can't imagine it. lol)
"since the princes decided to wear the same brand, but different colors," the designer grimaced. "we chose another dress we hope you like. it's either that one or the golden dress you had picked out."
the stylist cued and all of a sudden, a mannequin came out from my closet. i didn't really care about the mannequin at all, which i would have done if there wasn't a breath-taking dress on it. the dress was an off-shoulder red gown, patterns and details etched so carefully on this as if it took years and years to create. there were roses embroidered into it, even at the sleeve, with a low v-shape cut that would show my cleavage. this is a first dress with a low v-shape that i would actually wear and that i like.
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