Duty

At a young age, it was drilled into her head. Duty to do what was right. As a noble girl, she had many duties: continue a family line, marry rich... They slid the white dress up her body and she took in a deep breath. She hated this part of getting dressed. As the servants fixed the corset, she looked at the sliver ring on her left hand. She was supposed to get married to a man she didn't know well. Julius was kind, polite, and provided her with many gifts. The thing was, she had no idea who he was as a person, away from a social setting. There was a bang in her heart which confirmed she didn't want to marry him. Lillyore helped to settle out the skirts before speaking, "Child, sit, we need to do your hair." Abeni sat down, tucking her dress in under her. She shook out her long hair and leaned back for her maid.

When the gnome proceeded to work, she pulled out the necklace hidden under the layers of white fabric. Corellon would watch over her during this. She knew he would. Lillyore had even prayed for extra protection. Her hair was braided back into a crown and she felt the flowers being tightly woven in as well. The servants busied themselves with preparations - prepping and doing a variety of tasks. " You'll be okay," Lillyore comforted as she mopped up a few stray tears, "Your trunks are packed and you've got protection. Believe in faith." Abeni gulped and nodded, before standing up and brushing back a few stray hairs. "Now come, you've your own wedding to attend."