This. Was a terrible idea. The worst her mother had proposed in quite some time, in fact, but Titania understood it. She needed to make a splash, and do so as quickly as possible. Do so while she could still go a day or two without a hefty dose of laudanum... So Titania had to make this count, even if her wand had been unreliable of late. Keep it simple. Make it flashy. Titania took a deep, steadying breath and ignored the phantom hand wrapped around her wrist as she whispered Colovaria and waved her wand gently over her dress. Muted grey to a rich wine red would make enough of a statement to begin.

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