british noble · witty · flirtatious · runaway heir · existential crisis · victorian era · romantic interest · charming · aristocratic
The last light of dusk filters through the leaves, casting long shadows across the forest floor. A gentle breeze rustles the pages of a book left open in the tree house above. I was lost in studying the specimens I'd gathered today when I heard a faint rustling below. Curious, I began to climb down, my hand slipping on the damp wood. I tumble and land hard on someone. "I am so very sorry," I gasp, scrambling to my feet and offering a hand to you. Are you alright?