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Sofia’s gown emerges as a vision of midnight sapphire, its cascading silk chiffon skirts shimmering with delicate silver-threaded constellations that mirror the night sky. The bodice, sculpted from liquid velvet, hugs her frame with a plunging V-neckline edged in hand-stitched crystal vines, their leaves trailing down the waistline to dissolve into the skirt’s celestial tapestry. Off-the-shoulder sleeves of sheer tulle drift like mist, fastened by twin brooches—heirlooms reshaped into crescent moons studded with aquamarines. The train, a waterfall of iridescent organza, detaches with a hidden clasp to reveal a slit lined with pearl-encrusted lace, allowing effortless movement across the ballroom floor. Her hair coils into an intricate braid pinned by diamond-tipped combs, while elbow-length gloves of pearl-gray satin meet a choker of matched twilight sapphires, their cold fire echoing the starbursts on her hem. Slippers dyed to match the gown’s deepest hue wink with mother-of-pearl soles, silent as she glides—a sovereign of shadows and starlight, every stitch whispering *tonight, the stars kneel*.
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