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

"No," Lillian said, walking away from him.

"No? Why not?" Michel asked, following behind her.

"The author thinks I am not smart enough to figure this out on my own. That's the reason why you two are here, for exposition." She said, accusingly pointing at them.

"Author? What are you talking about Lillian?" Aurora asked, sitting by the window, elbow resting on the window stilt and head resting on her hand.

"That doesn't matter. I am not going to listen to what you have to say. I will try and figure it myself." Lillian stubbornly said.

"There is no time for that." Michel tried to insist, growing infuriated with her.

"Look, I know what you are trying to do but I don't want the author pitying me. I will do this all myself."

"Getting help isn't always a bad thing, Lillian," Aurora said, smiling at her. "I don't know what you are talking about but I do understand a little bit of it. You can't do everything on your own."

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