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Slipping softly into the bed, Marinette was able to rest easy for ten minutes before Celeste and the others came in to prepare her for the day. "Oh aren't you excited, Marinette!"
Rubbing the last of her tiredness away Marinette asked, "Excited about what?"
"Why tomorrow is the practice wedding! And then the day after, you'll be married!"
Managing a small smile, Marinette nodded, though her stomach felt like it was being tied in knots. "Doesn't this seem a bit... sudden to you?" She asked her new friend nervously.
Celeste sighed, "Lord Dylan has never been of the idle variety. Once he decides he likes something, he'll stop at almost nothing to get it."
"Oh."
"But don't take that to mean that he only sees you as something to be owned! I'm sure that he really does love you!"
"I'm sure you're right... Hey Celeste?"
"Yes, dear?"
"If this is really the best choice for me, why does it feel like my insides are getting tossed around by the ocean?"
Celeste smiled, glad that they were moving towards a topic she could handle, "That's the pre-wedding jitters kicking in there. Once you start walking down that aisle in two days, your stomach will settle right down!"
Marinette gave the older woman a kind smile, "Yeah. That's probably what it is. I'm just nervous." Celeste's grin got just a bit brighter at the sight. With a pat on the young woman's head, Celeste once again began preparing Marinette for the busy day.
Their first stop was the kitchens to taste test the menu and make sure everything would be perfect. Then another quick class in which nobility would be showing up, why, how important they were, and what she should do with each of them. All in all, it was a rather boring two hours. Then, unfortunately, it was time for Marinette's least favorite part of the entire day, the final wedding dress fitting.
With so many varying and contrasting shades of orange that would make even the very fruit hate itself, an obscene amount of lace, frills, and pearls, enough layers in the skirt to clothe an entire village, shoes that felt like death traps, and a corset tied tight enough to border assault. And that was all before jewelry and makeup got involved. Marinette absolutely hated her wedding dress.
After the dress had first been shown to her, Marinette had politely, but insistently, asked to be the one to choose her own wedding dress. Dylan had laughed and told her that the dress had been hand-picked by him with her in mind. So with difficulty the bride to be, bit her tongue and said no more on the matter. To him at least, Celeste, on the other hand, had heard her mumbling the different complaints she had with the dress under her breath. It was in these moments that a stray curse, or twenty, would fly out of the agitated girl's mouth. Curses that many would assume no polite lady would ever know about, let alone speak.
While others would have seen this as troublesome or slightly nervewracking. Celeste saw it as Marinette discovering bits and pieces of herself all over again, like how she apparently had an eye for fashion, preferred simpler styles in dresses, and could apparently curse like a sailor. Anyone within a three-mile radius of that dress could tell that it didn't suit Marinette and that she detested it with every fiber of her being, except for Dylan of course.
Despite all of that, however, Celeste could also see that Marinette and her lord were not compatible. Of course, she had no actual proof, on the surface, both appeared to be a nearly perfect match. After all, they both well mannered, polite, Dylan fit the gentleman roll to a T, while Marinette was a picture of beauty. But sometimes, the older woman would catch a glimpse of who the polite yet quiet girl use to be. The young woman that she saw in those moments was much more sure of herself, and something told Celeste that who Marinette was before she'd lost her memories, would've had no reservations about dueling it out with Lord Dylan.
It would be interesting to see how the wedding would play out.
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