Throne of Winter: The Dark Court by Sophie Davis

Author:Sophie Davis [Davis, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dabber & Baehr
Published: 2019-03-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“How about something in blue?” suggested the fae saleswoman, Cassie. “A nice jewel tone would complement your skin color.”

She held up a one-shoulder, sapphire dress with a tutu skirt. It wasn’t hideous. The color did look good on me. But the dress just wasn’t me. She also held up a cornflower sheath that, while very pretty, was better suited for a daytime event.

Cassie’s smile faltered when I didn’t immediately jump on her latest choices. I didn’t blame her; Cala and I had been in the store, Ivy of the Avenue, for over an hour. Cala’s poor personal shopper was trying very hard not to get frustrated with us, but she grew visibly tenser by the second.

“Do you have something in a floral print?” Cala asked. She appraised me, starting at my hair and working her way down to my toes. “Nothing too low-cut. And we need straps. On both shoulders. Brie needs to stand out, but also look demure.”

“Oh, I don’t need to stand out,” I protested. “I just need a dress that I won’t look uncomfortable in.”

Cala waved off my objections and stared pointedly at the polished and perfumed fae.

Cassie’s smile was more genuine this time. “I believe I have just the thing, darling,” she replied. Tossing the two selections she was holding to an assistant, Cassie rushed off.

“Want to talk about why you’ve been missing-in-action?” Cala asked me, staring expectantly over the rim of her champagne flute. “Or are we just going to pretend like last week didn’t happen?”

I’d managed to avoid Cala until today. She’d cornered me in the gym and demanded we shop for luau dresses. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to talk to her, I just didn’t know what to say; I’d put off the inevitable for as long as possible.

“Not here,” I murmured, taking a small sip of my own bubbly. There were too many eyes around, and too many ears.

My best friend crossed her long, toned legs and sighed. “Fine. I’m just glad you agreed to get something new for the luau this year.”

The saleswoman burst back into the room, trailed by an assistant with a rolling rack containing five floral dresses. She selected a white, knee-length dress with pale-pink and silver flowers embroidered on the bodice and a tulle skirt. It was beautiful. And the rebellious part of me liked the fact it was white. Most people under the domes shied away from white because it reminded everyone of snow, and subsequently, of life outside the domes. Casters would whisper about me and say I was inconsiderate—if they were polite—or possibly that I didn’t know my place—if they were assholes.

“This Aikiohani design is from her spring collection. It’s one-of-a-kind.” The saleswoman flashed an I’m-buttering-you-up-so-you’ll-spend-a-lot-of-money smile. “It is just perfect for a one-of-a-kind fae.”

I looked at Cala. Her grinned stretched from ear to ear. “It’s gorgeous. And you will definitely stand out.”

That was the downside to wearing a white dress. Did I really care if I stood out because of this small act of defiance? No, no, I didn’t.

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