They all held their breath collectively and waited for Carolyn to step out. Some like Fey and Cecily had their fingers crossed. The wedding was already upon them. If the bride didn't choose a dress, the empress was ready to force one on her which would not go down well.
So they hoped desperately that this was it. As long as Carolyn said yes, she would make a lot of people in the empire that were involved in the wedding planning happy.
Carolyn stepped out of the dressing room slowly, like a vision of an angel in white. On her body was a plain white free flowing dress with a plunging neckline and long mermaid tail. Light see through lace covered her arms up to the wrists. Shimmering white pearls had been sown into the lace, over the chest and they reduced as around the middle and increased towards the bottom.
Her hair was bundled up in a messy bun and a white pearly crown with one light gold gem held it together.
