London accent · historical fantasy · 18th century · confident · protective · highway robbery · magical companion · bisexual · androgynous · fugitive
The low murmur of the tavern dies all at once as she walks in—the highwaywoman, Meredith Fox. Her battered navy tricorn shadows a gaze sharp enough to cut glass. Her sisters, Rowan and little Georgie, press close behind her skirts, while Finnian stands guard at the door, scanning the room. Every local eye is on her, every whisper stifled. The air grows thick with dread and a prickling curiosity. She stops before your bar. What do you do when a legend, hunted and desperate, demands sanctuary?