The Blood Luna: Mated.

Dahlia stands up to face these women, all who have poured their every moment to make this dress for for a queen. What a weird feeling... a queen. With a last gulp she finds her hidden courage to tackle this enormous foe.

"Dahlia, go to the changing room we need to gather your petticoat and corset" Ethel states. Dahlia has no idea what this means as she replies. "Umm...what are those?" She exclaimed with a hint of fear. Amelia can't help but laugh at this ever powerful wolf, about to be brought to her knees by a dress. "It's undergarments you wear under the dress silly" Amelia replies amused.

"Wait! There's layers to this thing?!" Dahlia nearly yells. The excitement caught the ears of Ethan and Jackson as they peak their heads inside the main hallway connecting the tea area to the fitting area. "Everything okay in here" Ethan asks concerned. "You boys get out!" Ethel scolds them. Without a word the boys took off like scolded pups.

This makes Dahlia laugh. This laughter changes the atmosphere. It give it's a lighter mood, instead of the mood of soliders preparing for the battlefield. Despite Ethel yelling at the boys, her mood is unaffected, she is ready to make this the most important moment for Dahlia, no matter how long it takes to make her comfortable.

"Okay dear, here is the petticoat and corset, Amelia can help you put these on" Mary hurried in. "Now go put those on and then we will all help you slip into your dress. Dahlia, while hesitant complied nodding her head in agreement. "Remember Amelia, don't tie to too tight, we want her to be able to breathe and be as comfortable, well considering" Ethel chimed in. "I'm on it!" Amelia announced.

Amelia scooted Dahlia towards the fitting room. "Come on let's go" Amelia said. "Oh alright" Dahlia huffed out. Making Amelia giggle. The fitting room was quite large. Dahlia thought she would be stuffed in a room no bigger than a bathroom stall.

"Now Dahlia, this acts as a bra and after we put it on, I will tie up the back for you. Your skirt goes over, your underwear and tights if you wear any" Amelia instructed. Dahlia starred with a horrified look. "That's so much stuff" Dahlia said with wide eyes. Amelia chuckled. "Trust me, this mermaid petticoat is a lot smaller then some of the other choices" Amelia replied back. "Oh...lucky me" Dahlia stated. "What is Mermaid" Dahlia asked. Amelia gave her a puzzled look. "You really don't know about these things?" Amelia asked. Dahlia blushed as she was completely embarrassed. "I mean, some of the fashion I do recognize, was from stuff out of my mom's fashion magazines. I really wouldn't of known if she didn't tell me styles and designers" Dahlia said embarrassed. Amelia gave her a quick hug. "Well, when I talked to Mary and Ethel they let me know about your previous dress. A red satin and black laced long sleeved ball gown. Paired with Louis Vuitton shoes." Amelia recited from memory. Dahlia was so amazed at how much information she gathered and remembered. "You've been working so hard" Dahlia exclaimed. That made Amelia smile even bigger. "Well, this dress is completely different" Amelia said with a smile.

"A mermaid gown, is just another style of dress, more form fitting compared to a ball gown" Amelia explained. "If you ask me, they really out did themselves, I added a special touch ad well" Amelia beamed with a smile. "Oh really, you didn't have to Amelia" Dahlia stated. "I know I didn't, but being with you all here, I feel it was just fate and you're my best friend. I'd do anything for you" Amelia said trying not to cry. Their moment was cut short.

"Are you almost ready in there?" Ethel states. Amelia and Dahlia look at each other in horror. Amelia whispers "We better hurry up". Dahlia nods in agreement " Almost finished" She call out. Dahlia slips the petticoat over her body and Amelia fixes the velcro and ties the back. Dahlia was visibly embarrassed by certain regions uncovered. As to save some shred of dignity she cups them for dear life. Amelia chuckles and slips the corset over Dahlias breasts, with ninja quickness as to be the hero of this embarrassing situation. After the corset is on, Dahlia let out a huge sigh of relief. Dahlia will always be uncomfortable in these situations. As Amelia is lacing the back of the corset, Dahlia can't help let grunts and sighs of displeasure escape. "There, all done" Amelia states.

Dahlia looks in the fitting rooms mirror and can't help but have a frown on her face. "I look like a clown" Dahlia exclaimed. Amelia chuckled. "I never wore the corset with my other dress" Dahlia stated. "That's not surprising at all" Amelia said with an eye roll. "Remember this is just the undergarments you wear under the dress, we wouldn't let you go anywhere looking like that" Amelia said through laughter.