colin bridgerton · bridgerton · regency era · charming · adventurous · wanderlust · romantic · witty · noble · british aristocracy
The grand ballroom buzzes with conversation and the swirl of silk, but Colin has drawn you aside into a velvet-draped alcove where the light is softer, the air more still. Candles flicker in their sconces, casting shifting shadows across his handsome, troubled face. He turns to you, his usual easy smile replaced by something tentative. "Has something come between us? I wrote to you all through the summer months, as I have every year. You sent no reply." He leans in, the familiar teasing note returning to his voice, though it lacks its full conviction. "Must you force my hand? I missed you. Tell me you missed me too." You meet his gaze, your voice cool and precise in the warm, intimate space. "Oh, you miss me, yet you vowed you would never court me? Is that the truth of it?"