In the Shadows by Erica Cope

Author:Erica Cope
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-09-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

There are only two days left before my senior prom. Isobel insisted that I come to the castle after school Thursday for a fitting. I tried explaining to her that this wasn’t my wedding and that most people just buy a dress off the rack and call it good but she couldn’t fathom such a ridiculous thought. And truth be told, she’s pretty stubborn when she wants to be.

Eloise is probably the only elf I’ve met so far that actually stands taller than me, albeit not much, but enough for me to take notice. Her long dark hair is pulled back and braided intricately, yet it still falls to her calves. I think if she were to undo it, it would fall into a shiny black heap on the floor at her feet like a dark-haired Rapunzel.

She designed five different gowns for me to look at and try on. The first is a tight yellow sheath dress as bright as the sun with diamond embellishments and a slit up to my thigh—which is more than a little out of my comfort zone. The next one is a lavender dress with a big poofy bottom that reminds me of a shower loofa. There is also a red satin dress with a sweetheart neckline and a champagne colored ruffled organza strapless gown, but I ultimately decide on the simplest one of the bunch—a midnight blue one made out of silk with a corset top and a full billowy skirt.

I stand on a low wooden box as Eloise works her magic, making the strapless, blue dress fit perfectly. I feel a little like Scarlett O’Hara in the full skirt that moves like a bell when I sway side to side—which I keep doing over and over much to her dismay, but it’s just so much fun. I don’t think strapless dresses were in fashion back in the pre-Civil War times, but if there was a Southern belle who would have attempted to pull it off, it would’ve been Miss Scarlett.

Freya and I exchange exaggerated annoyed looks back and forth but honestly, it’s not the worst thing ever. I think Isobel, however, is having the best time. She keeps gushing over how stunning I look.

The dress is lovely and no one else will have one even remotely similar so that’s definitely a point in its favor. Plus, I can’t complain too much--Eloise did agree to make it short enough that I can wear flats.

“Oh, Mia, you look stunning,” Isobel tells me for at least the hundredth time. “Do you love it?”

“It’s beautiful.” I assure her, also for the hundredth time.

There’s a quick tap on the door. “Come in,” I call out.

“Mia, your—,” Grey stops mid-sentence, eyes widening like a cartoon character and he swallows harshly before regaining his composure. I guess he likes the dress, I think to myself. Hopefully Jacoby has a similar reaction. “Um, your father would like to see you before you head home,” he finishes, clearing his throat nervously.

“Okay, thanks.

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