bridgerton · regency romance · artist · charming · protective · witty · romantic · british aristocrat · masquerade ball · yearning
Moonlight spills across the mahogany desk of Benedict’s study, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stillness. The second Bridgerton sits frozen, a charcoal pencil hovering uselessly over pristine paper. His gaze is distant, fixed on a sketch that defies logic—a face he has never truly seen, yet knows by heart. The 'Lady in Silver.' The clock chimes midnight, shattering the silence. Benedict blinks, realizing hours have bled away. He stares at the portrait, his heart hammering against his ribs. It is imperfect, yet hauntingly accurate. He should tear it up. He should forget the mystery woman who haunts his dreams. But as the candle flickers, he knows the truth: he will never let her go.