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Chapter Twenty Four

A few months after the ball, I got my own knight in shining armor. The two of us were perfectly fit for each other just like our older siblings were. I had spent a plethora of my time going outside with my sister to every little boutique just to find the perfect dress. In December we found it and shortly after that we found the bridesmaid dresses. I was going to be the maid of honor in my sister’s wedding, with the Winx as the bridesmaid and Miele as the maua, ua girl. As spring approached the days to June 1st would go kwa fast. The two had chosen that siku because it was the siku they first kissed. I was always at my sister’s side through every idea Stella came up with since she insisted on being the wedding planner. Flora had always joked with me that she’s not sure if Stella being in control was the best idea. I laughed and smiled zaidi than I had in the past because everything was right where it was supposed to be all along. Once the snow melted away and little buds bloomed for the first time, our schedule became even zaidi crammed, but at least everyone is happy and nothing has ruined it. It’s like the legend never existed.

Chapter Twenty Five

The season had shifted again. Winter was no longer here and spring was in full bloom. The dresses had all arrived and getting them tailored to fit just right was the only thing left. My sister’s dress skimmed over her body and was covered in lace with a light pink satin sash for the waistband with a sweetheart neckline. My maid of honor dress was a chai party length pink poufy dress and a white belt. The bride’s maid dress were the same color but reached the floor and Miele’s maua, ua girl dress was still the same color but in a bubble dress. All of us would wear our hair half up half down and curled with a white rose in our hair while my sister would have her hair in a messy low bun with a blue sapphire crystal rose clip that attached to our mother’s floor length lace veil. I couldn’t believe that in three months my sister would be getting married. I knew the journey in the coming months would be hectic with all the remaining planning we have to do. The days of March flew kwa with Flora’s twenty third birthday on the first, my nineteenth on the fifteenth and Miele’s thirteenth on the twenty sixth. Once April came, most days were spent inside working on all the small details such as the place cards, center pieces, and gifts the people would get to remember this wedding. May was complete chaos with servants, wedding planners, chefs, decorators and seamstresses running from the North Hall to the South Hall depending on what we needed done in order for everything to be perfect for the wedding. At this point, Stella was going crazy and making my sister tense almost to the point of going Bridezilla; however, the rest of were able to calm her down on those occasions. With only a week left, the South Ballroom was filled with a plethora of tables while decorations kwa the kisima, chemchemi underneath the willow and cherry blossom trees were meticulously trimmed and treated each siku for the perfect outdoor ceremony. The days dwindled down and within a siku I would be the maid of honor at my sister and my best friend’s wedding.

Chapter Twenty Six

Flora’s P.O.V
I woke up to the sound of knocking of my bedroom door. At first I just wanted to continue sleeping, but then I realized today was the siku I would say I Do to upendo of my life. I opened the door after putting my vazi on over my tank juu and soffees shorts. I saw my Marafiki and my two younger sisters made their way in with the makeup, nail and hair stylists along with all of our dresses and accessories placed on the seven dress forms that were located inside my closet. As the tables, and foot baths were set up I went to the bathroom to put my contacts in and wash my face. I felt a headache come on just like getting hit with a train, so I took some Tylenol and just brushed it off as nothing before heading out to sit with my friends. All of us laughed and talked as everything was done in preparation for the wedding. I felt butterflies in my stomach as soon as I heard the words it’s time to put on your dress. It felt like everything all at once finally fit into place like a completed puzzle. The eight of us all smiled as the photographer took our pictures before my parents knocked on the door. My mother alisema it’s time. We all nodded as we headed down the staircase that lead to the gardens. Miele walked down first sprinkling rose petals all the way down, after her it was Krystal my maid of honor, and then it was the Winx who all gracefully glided down the white walkway. As soon as the muziki started to play, I looked at my father and my mother whom I choose to have both walk me down the aisle. Once the doors open and I saw him standing there it was just like only the two of us where there. At the end of the aisle, my mom hugged me and my dad kissed my forehead as he told Helia take good care of her which he replied I will. I smiled as the priest began the ceremony. As soon as we got to the vows, I began to cry because we both had written our own and Helia decided to go first. I smiled through the tears of joy as I alisema mine as he cried, and soon enough we say I do and shared our first kiss as husband and wife. I couldn’t be happier until the doors swung open and black mist rolled in. I was scared and felt weak kwa his presence. I collapsed onto my knees and held my throat which felt like it was closing up as the shadow alisema I guess wewe aren’t the one the legend was talking about Princess Flora, because if wewe were then wewe would have killed me for good. Your powers of nature and gift of healing might fit the light magic described in the legend, but wewe are just another weakling that will die in the process unless the real person to the prophecy destroys me first. I listened to every word he alisema and then it clicked Krystal was the one the legend who had talked about. It made sense her powers are the reverse of mine and we shared the same blood line. I manage to utter out Krystal wewe have to save yourself before it’s too late for wewe too before the colors turned into nothing along with the sounds turning into silence.