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Loke honestly was not ready to see her. Although he had been waiting around for an hour while Lucy changed—I just need a minute to freshen up, she said—he had no idea he would see this.
She stepped downstairs to where he was waiting, and he gasped.
Her dress must have come from the Spirit World. It was like diamond dust and moonlight blended into fabric, silver and glittering in folds around her curves. The necklace he had seen before, something her mother once owned with a massive moonstone pendant. Her hair was definitely Cancer's work, pure perfection.
More than clothes and hair, though. She glowed. Her radiance came from her soul, so pure and angelic. Loke knew there was no sight more lovely in both worlds.
He stepped up to Lucy, gallantly held out his arm, and gave her his most charming smile. She blushed and turned her face aside, such a modest reaction, and it suited her.
Loke gave her a kiss on the cheek and declared softly. "My dear princess, you sparkle!"