Winter_Iris

Lillian finally gets the dress of her dreams, a beautiful blue gown. But there is something odd about this dress. The moment she puts it on, she gets teleported to a different world where the leaves are colourful while the flowers are near non-existent. Besides the strange setting of the world, what's even stranger is the fact that she is now the designated 'Fairy Godmother' of this world, specializing in ... Love.

Will this woman, desperate to find love for herself be able to grant the wishes of the people around her? And why are the wishes never specific?

*Not my cover art.

The Blue Dress

"Were you able to talk to her then?" He asked, leaning against his leg.

"No. She kept avoiding me." She answered, feeling his gaze burn into her. "I didn't have the chance to talk to her."

"Does she not know that you are her body?"

"I'm sure she did but I would have been suspicious myself." She tried to explain. "After all, seeing your own body standing there with an unknown man is … a little off-putting."

"She could have talked to you though, instead of just avoiding you. It just got more complicated because she didn't do a simple thing." He said, seeing her expression darken.

"Don't you dare accuse her like that." She pointed at him, as she wrote in the air. "You don't know anything about Lillian."

"I apologise. I didn't think you would be so mad about it." He said.

"I will forgive you just because Lillian would have." She said.

"Does it not feel strange, being a different entity from your soul?"

Plan, Set, Motion