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What is the primary force that guides us along our paths? Is it our minds, or our hearts?
Are we not friends? Friends.
Bridgerton Season Three Trailer
NICOLA COUGHLAN as Penelope Featherington
BRIDGERTON S3 TRAILER (2024)
Penelope Featherington in 1.01 | 2.02 | 3.01 Bridgerton (2020 - )
Mother, do you believe the best foundation for love… is friendship?
I genuinely love this candle symbolism.
For her, it’s been burning. For him, it’s finally igniting.
( And actually his candle is already low and a liiittttle bit lit, implying the love was always there, burning so low as to not be noticed, but surely burning nonetheless 🔥♥️ )
#me at every function where there are people
Nicola Coughlan as Penelope Featherington in Bridgerton S3
Do you believe the best foundation for love is friendship? – It is rare, but you must follow your heart. (x)
Colin surprised himself by holding out his hand and saying, “Penelope Featherington, I think you should dance with me.”
And then Penelope surprised him by laughing and saying, “That’s very sweet of you to ask, but you don’t have to dance with me any longer.”
His pride felt oddly pricked. “What the devil do you mean by that?”
She shrugged. “It’s official now. I’m a spinster. There’s no longer a reason to dance with me just so that I don’t feel left out.”
“That’s not why I danced with you,” he protested, but he knew that it was exactly the reason. And half the time he’d only remembered to ask because his mother had poked him—hard— in the back and reminded him.
She gave him a faintly pitying look, which galled him, because he’d never thought to be pitied by Penelope Featherington
"If you think,“ he said, feeling his spine grow stiff, "that I’m going to allow you to wiggle out of a dance with me now, you’re quite delusional.”
“You don’t have to dance with me just to prove you don’t mind doing it,” she said.
"I want to dance with you,“ he fairly growled.
"Very well,” she said, after what seemed to be a ridiculously long pause. “It would surely be churlish for me to refuse.”
“It was probably churlish of you to doubt my intentions,” he said as he took her arm, “but I’m willing to forgive you if you can forgive yourself."
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Penelope was such a funny character. No, that wasn’t quite right. She was…surprising. Yes, that seemed to sum her up. Very few people really knew her; she had certainly never developed a reputation as a sterling conversationalist. He was fairly certain she’d made it through three-hour parties without ever venturing beyond words of a single syllable.
But when Penelope was in the company of someone with whom she felt comfortable—and Colin realised that he was probably privileged to count himself among that number— she had a dry wit, a sly smile, and evidence of a very intelligent mind, indeed.
His love hadn’t been a thunderbolt from the sky. It had started with a smile, a word, a teasing glance. Every second he had spent in her presence it had grown, until he’d reached this moment, and he suddenly knew.
He loved her.
There was something quite humbling in feeling nervous about seeing Penelope. Penelope was…Penelope. It was almost as if she’d always been there, smiling politely at the perimeter of a ballroom. And he’d taken her for granted, in a way. Some things didn’t change, and Penelope was one of them.
Except she had changed.
Colin didn’t know when it had happened, or even if anyone other than himself had noticed it, but Penelope Featherington was not the same woman he used to know.
Or maybe she was, and he had changed.
Which made him feel even worse, because if that was the case, then Penelope had been interesting and lovely and kiss-able years ago, and he hadn’t the maturity to notice.
“It was actually you who inspired me…”
#hugblocked