I walked over to the beautiful dress. It was a bright and light silver floor-length gown. It had a sweet heart neckline and was strapless. In place of sleeves, strings of bright opals and crystals drapped down the arm and hung weightlessly, creating a shaw of sorts. the back was low and looked like it would be just above my ass. Kendrick knew I didn't like to dover my wings. Sown throughout the silver fabric were small thin shiny blue threads. The light played against the threads and screamed a beautiful colorshift. A slit ran upfront the floor to the upper thigh on one side.
"Oh Kendrick... It's beautiful..." Tears of joy threaten to fall. He comes up and hugs me from behind. "Every queen needs a dress to be crowned in. I thought you should look like the star you are." He kissed the tip
