#Chapter 15 Flowers Open to the Light

Through Olivia’s Eyes I was nervous. No, scratch that, I was terrified. It was all going to come down to this moment, and I silently prayed to the Goddess for everything to go perfectly. Everything depended on this first shift. As I entered the hall, though, I couldn’t help but feel some satisfaction at the way people were gaping at me. I was proud of my design, and Jordan had elevated it to the next level. Based on their reactions, it was exactly as enthralling as I’d planned for it to be. The bodice was simple, just a reconstructed sweetheart neckline, but the skirt was the star of the show. We had sewed hundreds of flower buds to the frame, and with each step I took toward the altar—and the glass wall that let in the Moon Goddess’s light—the further they gradually opened into a carpet of delicate white blooms. By the time I reached Elroy, each bud had popped open under the Goddess’s light. He looked at me in amazement, and I tried not to shy away. “Do you like my