[Completed] Book Two
Following Aurora's graduation from Hogwarts, she was reminded once more that Immer Rein had not expired so simply. If anything it had been demanded almost immediately as soon as she found herself of legal age.
After the chaotic...
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now мy necĸ ιѕ open wιde вeggιng ғor a ғιѕт aroυnd ιт
already cнoĸιng on мy prιde
ѕo тнere'ѕ no υѕe cryιng aвoυт ιт
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The young witch passed out as soon as she had rested her head to the pillow. And it was Orion that seemingly stopped his wife from distrusting her sleep, because even Regulus entering in to check hadn't been enough to wake her.
Kreacher shared that the young mistress had come in close to four in the morning, and it had been confirmed as she suddenly emerged with her hair in a bun and a lounge dress hanging from her shoulders.
Otto suggested that she takes a few days off, especially when her birthday was just a few daays down the line, on top of that a small three-day course had popped up near the end of August. It was perfect as the new couple would probably be calmed down from their honeymoon phase to be able to attend it.
Rabastan had written her a quick letter, after last night it was probably the best idea to keep some distance, ether had been so caught up in the moment yesterday and to save themselves for marriage that it would probably be best to spend the day away from one another. Which allowed her to figure out more about her wedding dress, more importantly, the underlings as she was starting to feel the stress of how many years of a build up?
Currently she stood in stockings and a very laced bracer that gave her more than enough cleavage. She wrote down the number on the tag and was going to request it in another color.
This innocent white wouldn't last more than their honeymoon.
Green. Silver. Black. Blue. Perhaps some purple?
Otherwise her panties and bras were all neutral colors, her mothers doing as she was a young witch. The switch over to more feminine and promiscuous attire.
The knock at her bedroom door prompted her to grab her silk robe and peek out of her bathroom. "Darling are you busy?"
"Does a crisis count?" She chuckled, turning back to her closet and looking over her given undergarments.
Walburga looked at the scene and let out an amused laugh, shaking her head as she too reminisced at feeling this way.
"Are we doing a little bit of inventory? Your honeymoon should call for a few more pieces." Aurora ran a hand through her hair and rolled her eyes.
