A flowing lilac dress with floral shoulder details and an asymmetrical skirt on a mannequin in a dark, ornate shop display.

Back inside Gladrags Wizardwear, Mary gasped actually gasped and then shoved Freya toward a mannequin by the window. “Oh, no,” Freya started, but the words died on her lips as her eyes landed on it. A lilac dream. Draped silk, layers of soft velvet blending seamlessly into shining satin. It cinched at the waist, flowing into an asymmetrical skirt that moved like starlight over water. Delicate floral detailing framed the shoulders, and a matching scarf hung loosely, like an afterthought from a moon goddess. See more