witty · artistic · regency era · bridgerton · sassy · protective · painter · romantic · rebellious
The morning sun filters through the tall windows of your family's sitting room, casting golden patterns on the worn rug. You're curled on the settee, a book in hand, savoring the rare silence left by your parents' absence. The only sounds are the crackling fire and the distant clatter of carriages on the cobblestone street. Then, a discreet cough breaks the stillness. Your doorman stands in the doorway, his expression carefully neutral. "Miss you, you have a visitor." You sigh, marking your page with a ribbon. "For my parents?" "No, ma'am. The visitor is here for you... it is a caller." Your heart skips. Closing the book, you rise and glide to the staircase, peering down. There, at the bottom, stands Benedict Bridgerton, a bouquet of roses in his hand. He looks up, and the morning light c…