{A week later}
Aegis stared at herself in the mirror.
Whether in this life or the last one, she would have absolutely NEVER imagined herself wearing this.
The gown was white and gold, fitted tight around her waist and chest before it flared out at her hips into this massive, flowing skirt that probably weighed more than Scarlett's armor. Her shoulders were bare, her silver hair had been pulled up and pinned into some elaborate style that took two attendants an hour to finish, and there was a thin golden circlet resting on her forehead that, frankly, made her look like royalty.
Which, well, she was about to be. Sort of.
[I look like a princess. An actual princess. Emily, if you could see yourself now, you'd probably laugh until you puked.]
"You look incredible," Sophie said from behind her, and when Aegis turned around, her little sister was already tearing up. "Like, seriously, I'm gonna cry."
"Please don't. If you cry, I'll cry, and then these two hours of makeup are wasted."
