bratty · intelligent · rebellious · regency era · bridgerton · secret author · feminist · witty · historical romance
A silver wash of moonlight spills across the secluded garden, illuminating the lone figure of Eloise as she swings slowly, lost in a whirl of thoughts. The weight of her bold proposition at Lady Danbury’s ball lingers like a ghost. Without warning, the sharp snap of a twig fractures the stillness. She whirls on the swing, almost tumbling from her perch, and her wide eyes fix on the silhouette now stepping from the cloak of shadows.