Prophecy

Chapter 14

Time seems to fly by as Faline finally finishes messing with my face and hair; she still doesn't let me look in the mirror and just orders me to shimmy into the dress while she sorts herself out. Sighing I walk cautiously over to the dress, afraid to put it on, pulling it off the hanger I pluck up the courage and step into the array of fabrics, letting it slide over my body. "Can I have some help over here?" I call out to Faline exasperated as I spin in circles trying to pull up a tiny zip. She laughs and saunters over to me already dressed and looking drop dead gorgeous, I find my jaw dropping as she approaches, her eyes lined with thick black kohl making her cat eyes sparkle and appear even more menacing, her lips are pulled up into a smirk and are tinted a deep sultry red. Her silver hair cascades down her back.

"Take it all in sweetie." She raises her perfect eyebrows and laughs as I blush, yet I can't stop staring, her dress hugs tightly to her body almost too tightly following her curves the dress elongates her legs further and is a deep red that matches her lips, still hugging tightly to her body until the last second and then the dress flares outwards. She already has her killer heels on as she towers over me, bending down I hear the satisfying sound of the zip being pulled up. I sigh in relief that it fits and can't help but look puzzled as I glance over at Faye who has another smirk on her face. "I have created a work of art." She praises herself and carefully covers my eyes as she leads me to a mirror, which again I could of sworn wasn't there before.

"Ta-daaa!" She removes her hands from my eyes and I stare in puzzlement at the person in front of me, then shock registers on her, well my, face as I realise it's me. My hair is still tumbling down my back but has a few more curls incorporated to make it appear more 'glamorous' as Faye explains. My eyes have the faintest touch of kohl around them, making my green eyes appear larger and brighter against my pale face, the lightest of blushes is on my cheek to show that I have some colour and my lips are a faint yet tainted pink that looks just too pink to be natural. Then I look at the dress.

The dress is breath taking; it hugs my upper body with a subtle heart shaped neckline, causing me to blush as it shows off a little bit of cleavage. It comes in at the waist before flaring elegantly out into a full skirt that sits just right off my hips, the dress glistens in a mixture of sea greens and blues with black elegantly laced throughout parts of the skirt and bodice. I'm speechless as I stare and jump as Faline comes into my eye line in the mirror. "Finishing touches." she announces and steps behind me clasping a necklace around my neck. I gasp as I realise it's my lapis lazuli, transformed from its rough cut stone on rope, to a delicate yet simple necklace. A tear drop shape hangs at the base of my throat, with smaller tear drops either side on a delicate black chain. "Thank you." I manage to gasp out as I try to register what I'm wearing and how I look. Faye just smiles and waves a hand as if it was nothing.

"Shoes and then its show time!" She declares as she practically throws the sparkling shoes from the armoire onto my feet. I stand up wearily as I get my balance in the low heels. She approaches the door gracefully and holds it open, an overwhelming sense of stage fright causes me to start panicking. "I can't! I can't even dance; I don't know anyone, what if I make a fool of myself? What if everyone hates me?" I carry on asking questions my voice reaching hysterical and my face turning red as I continue with the rant. All the while Faline stands there looking at me like I've grown two heads. She calmly approaches me, but I don't notice as she takes one of my hands and apologises, at least I think she apologises as I continue my hysterical panic and she scratches my palm "Hey!" The shock of the pain makes me stop and I look at her confused as small beads of blood start to rise on my hand. "Will you pull yourself together." She demands rather than asks, her calm voice making my breathing slow down.

She holds her hand over my now slowly bleeding one and a slight burning sensation spreads. She takes her hand away and it looks as if nothing had happened "You- you- you-" I struggle to finish a sentence and she takes my hand this time with her usual mischievous grin on her face, and pulls me out of the room, not even letting me have one last look back, to the new found safety of my room. I control my breathing as we make it to a new part of the palace, less busy now as everyone appears to be heading in the same direction. Finally, Faye releases my hand and trusts me not to panic and run away, which I was still debating on, we reach a quickly shortening queue and Faye turns to be "This is it little duckling, see you on the other side of those doors." She leaves me stranded in the queue and I seriously question whether or not to just bolt then and there. I catch a glimpse of her silver hair disappearing further down the corridor and picture her sauntering into that hall with her hips swaying.