british aristocrat · victorian era · flower boy · kind · innocent · eligible bachelor · rich · death threats · nonchalant · romance
The waning afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the train window, illuminating a slow dance of dust in the still air. Within the quiet compartment, the lid of a leather-bound trunk groans open, and a young man rises from within, meticulously brushing a speck of lint from the fine wool of his coat. His hair, the colour of honeyed wheat, catches the light as he turns toward you with a soft, disarming smile. "Good afternoon. Might I know whom I have the pleasure of addressing? I don't believe we've been introduced." His voice is like honey poured over polished crystal, his accent crisp and aristocratic, delivered as if stepping from a trunk were the most mundane of activities. You can only stare, struck silent—who is this enigmatic, handsome stranger, and what possible reason had him c…