ANTOINETTE MADELEINE BRADFORD
Madi had found herself in probably one of the strangest situations she had been in to date. She thought she had been going on a normal, everyday job. In fact, she had just recently found out that jobs were a thing for mages. Coming from a rich family, she had never had to work a day in her life. But when she thought of jobs, she never thought it would be like this. At the current moment, her slim body was being fitted to an extravagant, champagne colored wedding dress, and her hair was pulled up in an overly fancy updo. Expensive looking diamond earrings were dangling from her earlobes, and a similar, shiny diamond necklace hung from her neck. It had been a while since she had worn things this nice. If she didn’t have a moral compass, the poor mage probably would have snuck the jewelry in her purse after the job was complete. Jewelry was her guilty pleasure after all. The collection she had in her home world would have had any middle age woman drooling.
"Miss Antoinette! You look gorgeous! Oh, weddings always make me so emotional!" A chubby young woman bubbled as she entered the fitting room. She pulled a handkerchief out of the pocket of her dress suit, bringing it to her nose and blowing into it loudly. Madi turned to her, smiling sheepishly. "Please, Greta, call me Madi. And you know this is a fake wedding right? I'm not looking to get hitched so soon!" A small, slightly nervous chuckle escaped from her lips as she watched Greta toss the dirty hankie onto a nearby table. "Yes, yes I know, Miss Antoinette! But everything is just so perfect! Oh, I wish I was you! I've always wanted to be a bride!" The woman's chocolaty brown eyes gazed into the distance dreamily as she spoke. Madi rolled her own, golden eyes, not only because of the way she was addressed, again, but because of this woman's fantasized ideals of marriage.
To the cotton candy haired woman, marriage seemed pretty overrated. How she saw it, people only got married for money or status. Her parents weren't in love with each other. Not in the slightest. It was just advantageous for the two of them to get married, and then have a child to take over after they were gone. Madi didn't even know if she had ever experienced love before. She certainly didn't love her family, that was for sure. "Looks like you're about ready to head out there, Miss! Just need to get that veil on your pretty little head." The woman who was fitting her into her dress spoke now, standing up and moving to the other side of the room. There, on a table, sat the veil that she would wear. It was lovely. Rhinestones littered the fabric, giving it a little bit of shine. It was sure to catch some eyes. Bringing it over, the woman placed it on Madi's head, pinning it in to her hair so that it would not fall off or blow away. Draping it now over her face, the lady smiled. "All done! Are you ready to walk down that isle?" She asked. Madi chuckled almost cockily. "Oh, you know I'm ready. I'm not just going to walk, I'm going to strut down that isle. If I'm going to get fake married, I'm going to make sure all eyes are on me!" Both of the women in the room laughed at her remark, giving the young mage even more of a confidence boost, as if she needed that.
"Atta girl! Go out there and strut your stuff!" After speaking those last words, Greta rushed out the fitting room door and outside, to where the venue was waiting. Her frantic, emotion filled voice rang out as she spoke to the organ player, alerting him to begin playing. He complied, if only to get the woman to stop blathering. Hearing the familiar, stereotypical music, she sighed, leaving the fitting room and heading towards the door that lead outside. She knew that Percy Dagger, the man that was supposed to be her "groom," was most likely nervous right now. She couldn't say the same for herself, but man, was she going to have fun exploiting his nerves. His reactions were always so dramatic, which just made it even more entertaining. Smirking devilishly, she stepped through the doorway, beginning her trek to the other side of the long, red pathway that was set in front of her.
If either of their families saw them now, they would both be dead, and that just made it even more exciting.
LOST IN A WORLD THAT DOESN'T EXIST.
Last edited by Antoinette on 5th March 2020, 1:06 pm; edited 1 time in total