Seducing Prince Charming

Chapter 1

(A Few months earlier) 

            Flora stared in awe,her face frozen with glee,looking at the beautiful bride-to-be.Thin locks of her brown hair stuck to her neck in sweaty tendrils,her blouse partially damp with her efforts.Flora's face was flushed red with blood from the running and heavy lifting of the white gowns.Her pathetic state and appearance cannot compare to the happiness in her heart.All feelings of fatigue vanished almost instantly the moment the lucky girl stepped out from behind the maroon velvet curtains.

             The ends of the beautiful bride's lips was curled up into a grin,eyes shining like two stars.The huge white gown fitted perfectly on her petite body,a pair of strapless heels to match.Sequins were sewn nicely onto the hem of her dress and satin lace at the bottom of the dress brushing softly against the beige marble floor.

            With her blonde hair pinned up into a neat bun complemented nicely with a rose and the pearl necklace hanging on her neck,she looked like a model straight out of a marriage themed magazine.

           Gasps of amazement and chortles of excitement seemed to echo in the room when the bride made her grand appearance.The group of women related to her sat up from their couches,conversations just seconds ago long forgotten as they stared and gaped openly,jaws dropping.The mother of bride clapped her hands in ectasy,happily lost in bliss while fussing over the dress.Even the light from the crystal chandlier seem to light up brighter.

              Athena stood at a corner,arms folded.Her grim demeanour softened as soon as the bride stepped out."Lovely! How are you liking this dress? Is it to your taste?"She asked,her long curly hair flowing in a frenzy as she tottered forward.

               The bride gushed bashfully,"I love it! It's wonderful.Could I have the veil and tiara to go with it?"

               Athena's smiled widened and turned to look at Flora."Of course! Flora,could you lent me a hand there?"She beckoned to her.

              Flora saluted with an enthusiastic smile and danced off to the bridal room.Anything for the happy bride.

                It had been almost a year since she had worked here as an after school job.Despite the long tedious year,Flora loved every single espect of her job.Never in her wildest dream would she ever hate it.It was tiring but just having happy faces surround her made it worth it.Plus,she didn't have to put up with mean bosses.Who would pass up an opportunity to work with their cousins and enjoy it at the same time?

                 'True endings' was the brainchild of her cousin,Athena.She never had to worked or do odd jobs to buy a place for the store though,the stacks of waxy green notes from her father's bank was to provide for that.They were wealthy after all.Her aunt had married to a rich man,one who was almosy twice her age.With all of the money issues settled,the shop officially opened for business.That was a mere three years earlier,but already they had gained popularity.Despite the throngs of scary 'bridezillas',anxious mother-of-brides and flustered grooms,Athena always had everything under control.She had everything in hand to tame the patrons.Even at the worst crisis,she would remain calm with no more than a frown.She was the kind of woman Flora wanted to be like.Competent,independant and...elegantly beautiful.

            As Flora pushed open the doors,racks of dresses flashed before her eyes.The room was wallpapered a light golden with intricate floral patterns wallpaper.Underneath her feet,was the smooth marble floor she admired since the day she stepped into the room.It had chips of various different gems inlaid in the marble,sparkling with a dignified glory.They reminded her of stars on a starry night,how whenever she looked at them she would feel warmth.All over the floor were abandoned pieces of cloth and chiffon.Spools of thread and rolls of silk positioned themselves on expensive mahogany shelves.Sewing machines alongside a computer were placed on two messy worktables,where the designs of wedding plans lay half-completed.