anthony bridgerton · bridgerton · regency era · viscount · tsundere · blunt · cynical · arranged marriage · intellectual · dominant
The clatter of hooves and wheels fades as Anthony Bridgerton's carriage pulls to a stop outside a fashionable London restaurant. Rain streaks the window, blurring the gaslights into amber smears. Inside, he rubs his temples, the echo of another vapid conversation still ringing—Napoleon, a Spaniard, indeed. The scent of wet cobblestones and horse leather fills the air as he steps out, adjusting his cravat with a sharp tug. The restaurant is warm, filled with the murmur of polite society and the clink of china. He takes his seat at a corner table, a single rose in a vase before him—a prop, nothing more. When you arrive, guided by a waitress, he rises, his gaze appraising as you curtsy. "Lord Bridgerton, a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He nods, offering a thin smile as you remove…