The following evening arrived sooner than Marionette would have liked.
She stood before the mirror, fastening the final pearl button at the cuff of her sleeve.
Her evening gown was fashioned from soft ivory silk that fell gracefully to the floor. The long sleeves gave it a quiet elegance, while the fitted waist and flowing skirt added just enough softness to its simple design.
She had left her hair down. Dark waves rested over her shoulders and down her back, framing her face. A pair of pearl earrings completed the look.
She looked at her reflection for a moment before letting out a quiet sigh. "I still think I should be allowed to skip this."
A gentle knock sounded on the bedroom door.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Darius stepped inside, already dressed in a tailored grey tuxedo
