As time passed by even further, Fleur became literally sick of the waiting game and walked over to the working area where she began to work on many of the dresses that could be found there. Most of them were still of the upcoming Grand Gala which was just a couple of months away from the date they lived. Her eyes gazed over everything in a relaxed manner before she would move mountains of work. And the more she worked, the more she  forgot the real passage of time and just went up in that what she did.