"You look absolutely stunning!" Madam Moreau said, clapping her hands together. "You look so beautiful, my dear! Parfait![1]"
"Merci!"[2]
Louisa looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing her wedding dress. Finally, she was going to be Michael's wife.
The dress was white, made of cotton under the beautiful silk cover on top of it. It had beautiful puffed sleeves, with golden details, both on the hem of the dress and on the neck. Louisa didn't want anything too extravagant, even though she was officially becoming the Duchess of Windsor.
The veil was cathedral-style, approximately five meters long. It was all intricate with little diamonds in the well-made lace. The diamond crown was magnificent. Louisa looked at herself and saw a princess there, looking back at her in the mirror.
"You are the most beautiful young lady I've ever seen, Louisa. And I'm proud to be the one preparing your dress."
"I am honored, Madam."
