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@earlfkilmartin
Fabien frankle. Cis man. he/him. ― is that john sterling i saw during this years first ball of the season? the 25 year old is preparing finding a suiter but is enticed by the social season. they are known to be kind, but also unobservant, but focus on the positives when finding their chosen one
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He only grinned wider at her answer, happy enough to be walking with her at all. "I'm asking a friend," he disagreed with a shake of his head, "we are friends, are we not?"
the younger bridgerton could not help but continue to have her eyebrow raised as she assessed the male who walked beside her , " is that you wish for us to be , my lord ? friends ? " her tone was curious . francesca was certainly surprised by his words as she had truly not felt that the looks that he aimed in her direction were entirely friendly .
He ducked his head, suddenly shy under her curious gaze. He wanted anything he could have from her, in truth. Simply being in her presence was intoxicating to him, but he could not help but feel like she had other suitors, surely. He did not want to be yet another man who was only in her presence to vie for her hand; as if marriage was all she was good for.
"I would indeed like that." He said softly. After all, didn't the greatest of love stories blossom from friendship? "You are lovely. I would be intolerably daft not to keep company such as yours, I think."
"Are you pouting?" He asked, sneaking up behind the girl with a playful grin. "Or simply brooding? Is there a difference?"
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"So, are you planning on telling me what you found?" He said, peering into the small bag the woman carried with a teasing grin.
@frannieb
" are you asking a young lady what she is carrying in her bag , my lord ? " frannie jested as she aimed a single raised eyebrow in his direction .
He only grinned wider at her answer, happy enough to be walking with her at all. "I'm asking a friend," he disagreed with a shake of his head, "we are friends, are we not?"
"So, are you planning on telling me what you found?" He said, peering into the small bag the woman carried with a teasing grin.
@frannieb
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“I’ve always been partial to blueberry, but I’ll join you nonetheless.” John said with a bright smile, offering his arm politely for the woman to take. The fete was a time to meet new people and make new friends, after all, and John wasn’t one to pass the chance up. “It’ll be my treat, if it pleases you. In the name of new friendships.”
She smiles with ease, arm enveloping his to guide the way. “I am sure they will have blueberry to meet your appetite.” Sophia chuckles, one hand gently on her stomach, almost naturally. “I feel I have become somewhat of a social hermit, so please, such a friendship is truly noted.”
He laughed freely, grinning boyishly at her with an excited twinkle in his eye. "If we are lucky it will be so." He hummed, his head nodding as he lead them towars the stall. "An understandable move, given the circumstances. I hear that congratulations are in order for you and the Marquis Darrington, or rather, I read as much." He sighed dreamily, "I've always wanted to be a father," he said, "of course I must find a wife first."
" I have been craving cherry scones lately, care to join me?" She had taken refuge at one of the patisserie stalls, hoping to sit and refresh before returning to her responsibilities of the ton.
"I've always been partial to blueberry, but I'll join you nonetheless." John said with a bright smile, offering his arm politely for the woman to take. The fete was a time to meet new people and make new friends, after all, and John wasn't one to pass the chance up. "It'll be my treat, if it pleases you. In the name of new friendships."
"So you'll accompany me then?" The Earl asked, his smile hopeful as he rocked back on his heels, "through the gardens, I mean. The maze, to be specific." He ducked his head, chuckling at his own awkwardness.
@frannieb
━ › @earlfkilmartin ! ━ › 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡 ⸻ ❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜
her head peaks over the top of the hedge. ❝ i'm inclined to agree, but before we get ahead of ourselves, let's see how this pans out. ❞
He couldn't stiffle the laugh that bubbled past his lips as he looked up at her, his grin wide and infectious. He wasn't sure how he had managed to get himself into a situation where he was spying on a prince and his lady but the woman had posessed such an irresistable determination that he found hinself helping her despite himself.
"We could have just entered the pleasure gardens ourselves, you know." He chuckled, readjusting his hands to lift her up a little more over the hedge. "Granted I've been told by my couin that Lady whistledown takes notice of the comings and goings there so perhaps this is for the best."
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❛ can you help me with this? ❜
The earl nodded, eager to help the Viscount. He wanted to make friends, as pedestrian as it sounded, during his time in London before he made his way back to Scotland and helping the man was a good way to start. "Indeed, my lord, here, let me just-" He took the hunting rifle and examined it, unjamming it with a practiced ease before handing the weapon back with a smile. "A beautiful tool. You must take me to the gunsmith who made it."
@viscxntbridgertcn
[ 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver lock eyes across the room - frannie
She was, without question, the most beautiful woman he had ever had the pleasure of bearing witness to in his life, and he didn't even yet know her name. He did know, however, that he had been called to London specifically so that he could meet her, so that they could fall in love, and so that she could be his wife.
He couldn't wait to tell Michael. He was sure his cousin would have the most insightful of opinions on how to court such a lady.
He smiled, his hand raising in a small, shy wave at her before he ducked his head, still grinning madly. When he looked back up she was still there, looking at him like she was the first person to truly see him.
@frannieb
