I do not own Winx Club. Now you can thank Aleynaaa for this chapter, her review of chapter one is what inspired this.
"Bloom, you look gorgeous." Mirium said, staring at her daughter. Bloom appraised herself in the mirror. The dress was white, something Bloom had learned was not common on Sparx but she had insisted. It was a one shoulder dress and flowed in a vaguely roman style around her body just barley brushing the floor when she stood in her heels. Mirium was right, Bloom did in fact look gorgeous, but only from the neck down. One look at her face and any beauty was lost. Her face was expressionless, there would be no love for her groom shining in her eyes. No tears of joy, or even of pain. No, Bloom would feel nothing on her wedding day and that alone ruined the picture of her as a blushing bride.
There was a knock on the door and both women turned to it. "Stay here, if it's Sky I don't want him to see you in your dress, that's bad luck on Earth, right?"
"Yeah, it is mom" Bloom replied trying to smile, but knowing that it probably looked more like a grimace. She knew her parents were worried about her, she also knew they would never cancel the wedding so voicing her feelings would serve no purpose anyway.
"No, you can't come in." Bloom looked up "It's bad luck to see your bride in her dress before the wedding day." Mirium was saying.
"What kind of tradition is that?" Sky asked
"An Earth tradition," Mirium responded "Bloom wanted to incorporate Sparx, Eraklyon and Earth traditions in this wedding, therefore I absolutely refuse to let you see her in her dress, but I will tell you, she looks gorgeous."
"She always does."
Bloom scoffed. She had not looked beautiful to him when she was the poor Alfea drop out with nothing.
"Now, was there something you wanted?"
"It can wait until I can see Bloom face to face." Sky responded
"Are you sure?" Mirium asked
"Of course, your highness." Bloom rolled her eyes. Whatever Sky had to tell her was clearly insulting or rude, otherwise he would have been more than pleased with the idea that he didn't have to talk to her face to face.
Mirium came back into the room and gave her daughter a questioning look but made no comment on what Sky had said "Alright Bloom, let's get you out of that dress, we need to finish that guest list."
Bloom zoned out again, not wanting to hear her mother's excitement for her wedding. Both she and Sky had acknowledged that this would not be a love match wedding, one upon a time they had been living in their fairytale, but that chapter was closed. Yes, they would get married and yes, they would pretend to be the happy couple everyone expected them to be but they both agreed that when alone they would ignore each other.
After dressing in her normal clothes Bloom retreated to the elegant bedroom she would soon be moving out of.
Laying on the large desk that took up a large portion of the center of her room was a scroll with name after name listed, the people invited to the royal wedding of the century. Most of them had already been sent but there were still five invitations resting on the table and hoped beyond all hope that she would not get the same response to these letters as she had gotten to the invitations to her coronation.
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"Alright, I've got one for Stella, Aisha, Musa, Flora" she grabbed the last of the golden enveloped from the table "and Tecna."
Her coronation was in a month and she had made sure that each of the Winx girls got an invitation, after all, even though they didn't see each other anymore didn't mean that she had forgotten what they had gone through.
"Find them." Bloom whispered to the six envelopes which immediately reacted to her voice. She had laced these six invitations with magic to make sure that they arrived at their intended location; she wouldn't want the Winx girls to miss her big moment.
The six envelopes left her hand quickly and flew out of the open window heading toward the six different planets. Bloom stood on the balcony and watched until they disappeared into the horizon. When she turned around her hand flew to her heart as she saw Valtor sitting on her bed flipping through the invitees list for her coronation.
"I don't see my name here." He said bluntly, either ignoring or oblivious to her near heart attack.
"Because you're dead," Bloom said.
"True, but you could have at least told me that you were finally being coroneted, after all, it's not every day a girl becomes a princess."
"You're free to come as long as you stay hidden or cloaked or whatever." Valtor smirked
"That's what I thought you'd say."
"Have I told you lately that you're a real pain in my rear?" She huffed. He winked at her and answered right as he disappeared.
"Many times, princess."
A month later Bloom stood in front of thousands of people from all over the dimension as she was christened the princess and sole heir of the throne of Sparx the only member of her personal invitees list who made it was Valtor.
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This time, if the invitation were ignored no one from her personal invitee's list would be there. There was no way Valtor would show up, not this time.
With a flick of her wrist the five envelopes lifted off the table and flew to the window. The next morning her phone ringing woke her up.
"Bloom, you have some nerve inviting me to a wedding only a week and a half before the actual day."
"Stella, we only decided that we are going to get married couple of days ago, you got an invitation as soon as the invitees list was finished."
"Then I will forgive you, and of course I'll be there"
Bloom let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding. At least one of her friends would be at her wedding, she didn't need Valtor, this was the first step in proving that she could be successful without him.
