Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

#Chapter 21 Wedding dresses

““‘We’ve made you several different options fora dress.” The seamstress said the moment Doris sat on the couch. The large room was filled with racks and racks of white dresses. The only thing that was missing was her best friend Beth. She would have loved all of this.

William had taken Alec to his meetings for a few hours so she could try on a few for their wedding and finish any other details for their wedding. For once she only felt peace in her heart.

“What kind of style did you want to start with? We have mermaid, ballgowns, everything you could think of!” She started pulling off a few options before Doris could even answer.

“Oh! Well, I always imagined a ballgown—but not something so massive that I can barely move in.” Doris said. She stood to join the woman at the racks.

“I know just the thing. I’1] bring it to you behind the curtains, go undress.” She shooed me away. The woman was almost as short as Doris with glasses and a pointy nose. She had to be the age of her mother.

Doris striped down to her undergarments once she was behind the curtain. Her stomach was in butterflies—she never thought she would be trying on wedding dresses for herself. She always figured she would be the one to help another pick their dream dress.

The seamstress brought four long gowns behind the curtain and helped her try on the first option. Doris stepped up to the mirror and felt her heart skip in her chest.

It was beautiful. The neckline was a flattering sweetheart shape with mesh that went to her elbows. The bodice was beaded and the skirt was much bigger than she imagined. It made Doris look so small in the middle of it all.

think?” The seamstress asked with a

beautiful, but I’m not sure how I will walk in this

behind the curtain to wiggle me out of the dress. The

dresses before Doris gasped when

dress had the beautiful sweetheart neckline—but without the mesh. It was strapless with beautiful small roses decorated along

these dresses had been made for her, but this was the first one that felt right. It felt as if she belonged in it and she could

love it.”

is it. I can see it on your face.” She hurried and put a pair of white crystal heels on Doris as well as a veil that reached the floor. The finishing look made Doris feel like a princess. It made her feel—beautiful. “This is it.” Doris breathed. She spun around and the fabric flowed around her

of this was real. It still felt like a dream. How could she—Doris—be marrying a king? Ina beautiful gown and with their gorgeous baby beside them?

She picked white for both—of course—and had something that hugged her body more and was easier to move in.

and we have to get the final details settled. There is still s o much left undecided and it

should we discuss

customary to let the king choose his and the future queen to pick her own so we can incorporate both of them in

his eyes. She gazed at all the swatches of colors and landed on a lovely violet tone that didn’t seem too bad with the blue. “How about this

wedding planner raised his brow and hummed. Was that the wrong choice? She

options.” The man clapped his hands and several servants entered with bouquets