Hannah curtsied to Ithel, "I will see you soon." As the door closed, she turned to take stock of her rooms. A fourposter bed with curtains, a dresser with a looking glass attached to it. Walking over, she found that her jewelry had been laid out on little trays. Looking over the pieces of adornment, she sighed, "Grandmother was right, 'Leave it to a man, and you will be left without any clear decisions.'" Hannah was, of course, talking about the multiple times she had asked him what his opinion was on various things involving her. Every time, he responded by having her choose.
"I hope he's not an indecisive lack-wit and is merely trying to make me more comfortable here." she said to no-one in particular, replacing the small diamonds in her ears for deep red, teardrop shaped garnets. They seemed to glint like fire when the light caught them. Next, she when about stripping off her dress, letting the wedding gown lay crumpled on the floor. Dressed in nothing but her modesty, she took note of- for the first time -a large three paned bay window. It was large enough for two to sit and talk while turned to see what sights the window offered.
Despite her nudity, Hannah had the strong urge to go and take a seat, but the brevity of the hour and expectation of guests soon to arrive made that decision for her. Moving to the wardrobe, she found that her dresses had already been hung. She selected a deep purple dress, sliding it over herself and attending to the clasp in the back. The gown portion of the dress had a very thin veil that caught light in a similar fashion as her earrings, reflecting white wherever it managed to snag a sliver of light. Finally, Hannah let her hair down, allowing it to fall around her neck in waves.
Fire and Lightning, Hannah thought as she admired herself in the looking glass. It was a stunning dress, drawing attention in all the right ways without seeming gaudy or tasteless. Making her way from her room, she went downstairs to find her husband, having changed in a very timely manner.