A curtain was drawn back as she glanced out to the gathering crowd.  It was almost claustrophobic as the numbers increased. She took in a few deep breathes and then pushed the deep red fabric back into place. Its not that anyone could have seen her in her robe or less, as the room was too far high up for more than a possible brief glimpse. Her long blonde hair was pushed up into crystal combs decorated in silver and diamonds, leaving a few random ringlets to bounce freely. Soft pink colored lips were pressed together as she  turned and looked around the room. Her gown hung not far from the mirrored vanity, it was a satin bright white fabric that hung loosely in a very simple fashion, no lace, bows, or any frills.<br/><br/>She moved toward where it hung and let her robe fall from her shoulders, draping it over her bed before she then moved a bit further on where she took down the dress. Colette slid into the gown with ease. It was backless and dipped low just at the top where her bottom curved, and the front scooped down in a halter fashion showing a respectable amount of cleavage. Both the back and front left her branding marks visible, obviously designed to do just that. The young bride stood there staring at herself and shook her head some.<br/><br/><strong>"I should be the happiest girl in the world right now and the proudest to marry into such a prestigious family."</strong><br/><br/>She waited a moment and then went to the door, took in a deep breath, then opened it up. As she peeked her head out a moment and spoke quietly.<br/><br/><strong>"Raiga? You still out there?"</strong>