Padme Amidala White Outfit Novels & Stories

I'm having trouble thinking straight because our faces are so near to each other right now that our lips may touch with a slight movement. “Alright, she is wearing an all-white outfit. A white beach hat, a white dress, white pearls, stilettos, and she’s also wearing a white glove on her hands.” I didn't move my gaze away from Blade to convince him, but I did see a slow shift in his expression. His cool and collected eyes turned enraged. “Seeing the way she stands and moves, I know it's Liam's mother. I saw it with both of my eyes that she entered there on the wall. I am positive that I-”

Meredith leaned her head against him and moments later they hit the bottom and wound up in a tangled mess on the the dark ground. When Meredith regained herself from that long gall. She was worried about whether or not Braden was okay but he wasn’t there. She sat that she amongst the pawns on large what looked like a huge chess board. Meredith looked around and sighed as she saw Mizuki as the white queen dressed all in white. She wore an intricate silk kimono with a pattern of silver dragons throughout and pokkuri geta shoes that were about six inches off the ground. Her long hair was up in an elaborate chignon decorated with kanzashi.

The woman had long cascading black hair, she wore a silk white dress with a beautiful train, crystals scattered across the dress. There were two pure white wolves on each side. She was majestic and out of this world. Pamala stood before her in wonder. She'd never seen someone so beautiful and ethereal. This definitely wasn't real. "Pamala." She called out. The sound of her name sounded so soft and alluring, she should be kneeling in front this deity but she wasn't. She was staring at her unable to make out this situation, yet she was furious.

Tamera said. "It's amazing she's not knocked up!" Brady said. "Brady!!" Tamera yelled. "What?! You know how boy crazy she is." Brady responded. "Yes, I'm well aware." Tamera noted. Paige comes out with a white off the shoulder dress with light purple flowers on it. It's knee-length and flowing loosely at the bottom. "Hope this works. It's the only other dress I brought with me." Paige said. "Much better." Tamera said.

He must've teleported us. A few maidens come in and begin undressing us to look more appropriate for the event. Bahm sit off to the corner, already dressed enough. He wore a silky yellow, baggy pants and a white long sleeved turtle neck with a black vest over it. Wearing a lovely red kimono filed with white hibiscus flowers, and an all white cloth dress underneath , I felt beautiful for once around Azalea. The fabrics pressed neatly against my body. For she was only dressed with a plain yellow, long sleeved ruffled dress ending at her feet.

The lilac outfit is made out of silk and had an intricate weave drawn onto the fabric that shimmers under the light. Queen Amidala is also known for her intricate headgear which Victory had opted not to wear. For that particular outfit, Queen Amidala is supposed to wear a very elaborate Shiraya fan headress. Since she will be working, Victory had chosen to style her hair in a neat bun instead. Similar to the queen's makeup, Victory had powdered her whole face white, making her look as white as a sheet and drew two red dots on her cheeks. Even her lipstick was styled similar to the Star Wars character, her top lip was covered in bright red lipstick while her bottom lip is covered in white lip

Finesia who wasn't comfortable by the presence of the servants tried to calm herself from attacking them, she might go berserk because of their smell, as a human. Her eyes stopped on the mirror, Her long golden hair was tied up and braided making it look good on her. She was wearing jewelries that was sent by the Emperor and wore a long elegant candy-cone gown with the petticoat on her waist. She couldn't take off her eyes from the mirror, she was judging herself, if her bare eyes was seen by the servants, would they shout and kill her? The servants weren't talking to her, but her vision says that the servants are afraid to talk to her---no rather they were afraid that Leonardo might kill th

She gives me a grateful smile and slips her hands inside the sleeves. Thankfully, I wore my burgundy Henley and black jeans, so I’m warm. Just then, an older woman steps into the room. However, after some inspection, she doesn’t look that old. It’s just something about her that tells me that she’s older than she looks. Her hair is long and white, and her skin is nearly translucent. She’s wearing a long blue and white paisley dress, and her arms are loaded with bangles, and several big rings decorate her fingers. She’s completely expressionless as she roams her eyes over Amara and me. After a moment, she begins to talk with a thick Russian accent, “You must be the Breija and you…” She says, g

Luna did not know how she came to stand next to Princess Lamea the next day. She had woken up feeling refreshed. Instead of her PJs, she is now wearing a white robe just like the princesses the other day. She really needs to get used to calling them sisters. On her feet were silver flat slippers. Her long hair in a braid with flowers. Beside her was Alta smiling and so radiant. "Lamea is looking for you. I am here to fetch you. And I took the liberty to heal your head wound and dress you for the day." Alta was chattering. "I do love fashion!"

The desert below blazed under the last rays of evening light, a crimson hue bleeding across the sands. Caelia had managed to find a pair of lightweight cotton leggings—likely meant for riding—and a white shirt beneath a snug leather bodice that served as her modest form of armor. The idea of dressing herself without Gelda’s help still felt strange, and a flicker of sadness gnawed at her as she recalled her old routine.