Bellatrix looked busy, but she banished the things she'd been working on and turned to Lilith. "I had a question," she began, but the parchment, the planning... "Are you working on something important? Maybe I can help? I'm getting tired of worrying about cake and music and the elves think I need to have an opinion on everything..." She really wanted something real to do.
She gestured with the parchment she held. "But I had a favour to ask," she admitted, toying with the corner of a bit of velvet. "Since you're kind of my only other family here, and I'm really getting nervous..." She opened the packet and laid the sketches and fabrics on the corner of the table. "Would you stand up with me? At the wedding? Even if it's just to keep me from making a stupid mistake?"