°✧*:·゚ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘 ··· a collection of regency drama, forbidden desire, reputation & ruin, propriety abandoned sentence starters. genre: historical romance, angst, scandal, duty versus heart.
You've been seen. We've been seen. Do you understand what that means?
I cannot marry you. My father has already promised me to someone else.
The ton is calling you ruined. What were you thinking, being alone with them?
You dance beautifully. Pity this will be the only waltz society allows us.
I saw you in the garden with Lord/Lady [Name]. Does your betrothed know?
Take off your gloves. Let me see your hands properly, just once.
The wedding banns have already been read. It's too late to change your mind now.
You've been compromised. I'm afraid I must insist on doing the honorable thing.
Mama says I'm not to speak with you anymore. She says you're a rake/ruined.
How dare you show your face here after what you did to my family's name.
I received your letter. I burned it, as I should have burned all the others.
The Queen has struck you from her list. You'll never receive a royal invitation again.
You think a country dance means I've forgiven you? How naive.
I don't care what the marriage contract says. I will never share your bed.
Your reputation precedes you. They say you've left a trail of broken hearts.
I saw the way you looked at them during the musicale. You're not as subtle as you think.
My dowry has been withdrawn. I bring nothing to this marriage now but scandal.
You were supposed to be my friend. Instead, you told everyone my secret.
The modiste sent your measurements to the wrong household. The entire club is laughing.
I cannot be seen arriving with you. Meet me by the rose garden in one hour.
Your brother challenged mine to a duel. Over me. What have we done?
I am with child. Unmarried. Do you comprehend the gravity of this?
They're calling me a fortune hunter in the scandal sheets.
You must marry someone suitable. I am neither titled nor wealthy enough for your family.
I heard the whispers. They think we're having an affair.
The settlement papers are drawn. Sign them and this farce of a betrothal ends.
You've had three seasons and not one acceptable proposal. Mama is beside herself.
I saw you leaving the library together. Was the door locked?
Your name is attached to mine in today's Whistledown. We're ruined.
I don't love you. I don't even particularly like you. But I need your name.
The Duke/Duchess has withdrawn their support of your debut. You're finished.
You kissed me in front of the entire garden party. What were you thinking?
I will not be your mistress, no matter how persuasive your arguments.
My chaperone fell asleep. We have perhaps ten minutes before she wakes.
You've been courting my sister while writing me poetry. Which of us do you actually want?
The marriage mart is closed to you now. No respectable family will receive you.
I found your love letters. Hidden in a book of sermons, of all places.
You're engaged to be married in a fortnight. Why are you in my chambers?
The scandal has reached the Queen. She's demanding an audience.
I cannot give you an heir. The physician confirmed it this morning.
Your gambling debts have bankrupted the estate. We've lost everything.
I saw you at that club. The one respectable gentlemen/ladies don't speak of.
You must choose—your family's approval or your heart's desire.
The wedding is tomorrow. Tell me now if you're going to flee.
I heard you refused three proposals this season. Are you waiting for someone?
Your mourning period isn't even over and already you're entertaining suitors.
The settlement requires an heir within two years. That's all this marriage is.
I found the annulment papers in your desk. You've been planning this all along.
They're saying you bought your title. That your wealth comes from trade.
I will not be paraded around ballrooms like a prized mare at auction.
