"I will, I will," Mira sighed. She would have loved to have worn something old and unimpressive, but she would have caught it big for that. She took the deep blue dress out of her closet and laid it out on her bed. "There. I'll wear it."
Mira threw up her hands in exasperation. "Okay, okay." Great - juuust great. She quickly rounded up a couple of the maids that she really got along with and said, "Okay, girls, listen up. I need you to doll me up for a guest, all right? Just... make me look my best."
"Ohhh, Princess Mira," the youngest maid - Dana - breathed. "A suitor?"
Mira rolled her eyes again. "Yeah, I think so. Just... come on and help me, will you?"
In an hour, Princess Mira Nova was ready and at her absolute prettiest.
No, no, no, no... "I'm ready," Mira called back. "As ready as I'll ever be," she muttered to herself, and ghosted out into the corridor. She twirled around for her father's benefit. "What do you think?"
Post by invaderbecky on Jul 10, 2009 14:02:39 GMT -5
"I would like to meet. Doolap." I don't know if that's his name, it's that guy who wants to marry her in the future. "Very please to meet you." he said.
Post by invaderbecky on Jul 10, 2009 14:15:09 GMT -5
(Well, I was close.Okay not really..XD) "I'm sure you are, my lady. You may call me Fop Doppler." he bowed. Nova nudged his daughter, meaning for her to do something similar.