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Lady of Shadows-Anthony Bridgerton x Black!Reader

Warnings: None outside of Regency era appropriate language. Slow-burn.

A/N: This is only the first part and I had to cut myself off. Lmk if you want a second part. I don't own the gif or Bridgerton and don't claim to.

Word Count: 8k

Dearest Gentle Reader,

Each spring gives relief not only from the bitter, unforgiving English winter but also from sheer boredom. 'Tis the ton’s favorite time of year for a new crop of fresh, bright-eyed debutantes looking to make their impressions on the queen and the most eligible suitors. Few can ever live up to the diamond herself, Duchess Daphne Basset, but many can try. This year, Her Majesty appointed the title to Miss Edwina Sharma, a newcomer to the ton. With her wide eyes and perfected manners, she made a favorable impression on many of the men. However, what no one expected during the debut of a shining new star was a return of a familiar face.

Last night at Her Majesty’s first ball of the season, Lady _____ Talbot, nee Warwick, dowager Viscountess of Edinburgh, made a grand re-entry to society that not even her childhood friend, the aforementioned Duchess of Hastings, expected. The once shrinking violet stunned the ton during her initial debut with her marriage to Lord Henry Talbot, a man nearly twice her senior. Whispers throughout respectable society claimed the marriage had much less to do with love and more to do with the Talbot name and endless financial support. Despite the fortune hunting accusations, Lady Talbot held her head high and continued to engage in all societal functions and countess duties until her late husband’s business required them to relocate to his family estate in Scotland.

There were scant whispers about the quiet beauty until the unexpected death of Lord Talbot three years ago. The only thing more unexpected than the Viscount of Edinburgh’s death was the rumored inheritance bestowed upon his young wife. It is rather unusual and curious for a widow to receive the entirety of her husband’s estate, especially considering that the Viscount and Viscountess of Edinburgh were married for half a decade. One must wonder if it is true of what they say about the quiet ones or if the dowager countess is much more charming and strategic than anyone gave her credit for?

I also cannot help but wonder what Lady Talbot’s intentions are for the season. Is it to assist the Duchess of Hastings’ efforts to ensure Miss Eloise Bridgerton has a smooth season? Is it to stir drama and scandal? Could it possibly be for love? Whatever it is, I am sure her addition will make for an eventful season.

Lady Whistledown

Lady Talbot sipped her tea while musing over the column. In a sense, it was comforting that Lady Whistledown was still reporting on the scandals of the ton. In her initial debut, _______ recalled reading each edition aloud with Daphne at the Bridgerton home. At the time, she hadn’t minded taking a backseat to the spotlight since Daphne’s love life was much more exciting to observe. However, Whistledown’s mention of _______ presently couldn’t help but make her smile.

“Is that the new Whistledown?” Her father, Lord Warwick, questioned behind his newspaper.

As per usual, the patriarch looked every bit the esteemed political power broker he was in a pressed navy suit with exquisite gold accents. His short gray hair was cropped close to the scalp, highlighting his dark skin and eyes. Lady Warwick sat perpendicular to him at the vast dining room table in the Warwick townhome. Her silvering dark hair was styled in an elegant updo, and the subtle grays were the only tell that she was nearing five and sixty. Her blush pink day dress highlighted her willowy stature and unblemished dark brown skin.

“I thought gossip was below you, Lord Warwick,” Lady Talbot teased.

Lord Warwick cleared his throat. “It is not gossip if it is valid and favorable. Besides, you would like to be discussed in such a popular piece, yes?”

“Of course, every young lady wants Whistledown to write of them favorably, dear,” Lady Warwick insisted. “However, I do wish she mentioned your gown; it took Madame Delacroix ages to create the perfect shade of red.”

“I do wish you had gone with a less…provocative color,” Lord Warwick mused.

Lady Talbot gently set her teacup down in favor of another forkful of eggs. “I had to do something to stand out. All the debutantes are barely one and twenty while I am approaching thirty. Considering the…severity of the situation, I hope you can forgive me, Father.”

Lord Warwick opened his mouth but quickly closed it and returned to his paper, muttering something about Italian foreign policy. It was almost comical how cautious the baron was about his daughter’s pursuit of a second marriage; in her first attempt, ______ was positive her father would have a stroke any time a suitor said something flirtatious. Then again, _____ would not realize the flirtations until either her mother or Daphne pointed it out.

But ______ was older, wiser, and well aware of several men’s eyes on her as she navigated the ballroom last night. She even surprised herself with how easily she conversed with them. Of course, _______ had not expected to net the same amount of attention as the typical debutantes, but she was flattered by the attention. In her initial debut, ______ struggled to string together a proper sentence in front of men, particularly handsome ones.

Like Anthony, her inner voice teased.

Her stomach clenched at the thought of the dark-haired rake. Even though she’d known him since childhood, _______ could never figure Anthony out. She remembered when he used to be much more lighthearted and regularly participated in whatever mischief Daphne, Benedict, and _____ would get up to. Everything changed when his father died, and it was as though Anthony’s personality muted. For a long time, ______ had a loose idea of what the responsibility and title meant. As a dowager viscountess, she felt like she could empathize with Anthony a little more.

Part of her was grateful that Anthony was not actively engaged in the marriage mart when she and Daphne debuted. While it was hard not to laugh when Daphne complained about his interference, she appreciated it when Anthony gave her his honest assessment of Lord Talbot.

“You deserve every happiness, ______, and he has consistently proven that he’s willing to do whatever it takes to provide you with it,” he’d stated.

_______’s late husband was, admittedly, not the most handsome man pursuing her, but he was certainly the kindest and most considerate. ______ was comfortable around him, and Henry patiently listened to her ramble about everything from fashion to philosophy. Henry also never expected her to be any less intelligent than she was.

“Tis a dangerous thing to have both an admirable appearance and wits to match,” Henry would say.

_______ sighed at the thought of him. He was far too kind and generous for the world, let alone the ton. She used to feel sick every time someone made a rude comment about their different ages or mentioned the fortune hunter rumors. But Henry never let it bother him, and he was not bothered by much.

Lady Warwick smiled softly. “It is only natural for you to still miss him, ______.”

______ blinked and continued eating her breakfast. “I know. It feels strange to try to replace him.”

“Unfortunately, the choice is not yours.”

Her mother’s words stung, and it almost kept _____ from clearing her plate.

Almost.

Usually, the mention of Mr. Charles Smith was enough to make her gag. At three and thirty, the man was Henry’s oldest male relative. Though they were never close, Charles had made it his mission to discredit ______ in any and every way from receiving his uncle’s inheritance. Charles had no care or concern for how investigating Henry’s state of mind while he wrote up the will or attempting to find any flaws in ______’s character made the grieving process all the more grueling. After eight months with no success in either endeavor, Mr. Williams, Henry’s solicitor, executed the will and ensured that ______ received the entirety of the Talbot estate and holdings.

However, ______ was not foolish enough to believe that Charles would quit nipping at her heels. Unfortunately, there was only one way to keep him at bay: an advantageous marriage. _______ would have to marry a man with a high title that would secure her estate and shield her from Charles.

She would have to play the society game mercilessly, she doubted that any other woman could ever understand her predicament.

Lord Warwick drank the last of his coffee and rose from his seat at the end of the table. “I must be off to my meetings now. I will see you all at dinner and look forward to a favorable report.”

Lady Warwick and ______ stood and curtsied. Seconds after they did, Lord Warwick exited the home and _______ relaxed back in her chair. Ellie, Patricia, Lucas, and Sarah, some of the house servants, started clearing the half-empty platters and Lord Warwick’s place from the table.

“What time are the callers to arrive?” _______ asked.

“Thirty and ten,” Lady Warwick answered.

______ glanced up at the clock on the light green wall. She had around half an hour to mentally and emotionally prepare herself. Her father must have been pleased that she chose a soft lilac day dress to accept callers. The color highlighted her deep ebony skin and made her dark brown eyes pop. Anita, one of the maids, had pulled ______’s dark curls into a stylish updo.

Ms. Brown, the head maid, curtsied before approaching the table.

“Lady Warwick, Lady Talbot,” she greeted.

The older woman always managed to look put together in her all-black uniform. ______ had never seen Ms. Brown’s hair leave the simple, low bun at the nape of her neck. Her dark gray eyes saw everything.

“Ms. Brown, I must insist you call me ______, especially since you insist on reminding me how much you once had to change my nappies,” _______ teased.

Ms. Brown smiled softly. “My apologies; my training requires me to address all nobles of their title.”

“In the company of myself and my parents, you have my permission to use my first name. I will not cause you distress by requiring it of you during social engagements.”

“How many callers are we expecting today, Ms. Brown?” Lady Warwick asked.

“Four, Lady Warwick: Mr. Nicholson, Lord Bexley, Lord Russell, and Mr. Ashbrook.”

Though none were listed in particular order, all four of them came from well-established houses and were well-connected. Also, all four tied for irritating quirks.

For ten minutes, Lady _____ Talbot suffered through the wiry blond Lord Bexley expound on his moronic political takes, with no mind at how much spittle escaped his mouth. Lord Russell threatened to one up Lord Bexley’s carelessness with his hyper awareness.

“My apologies, Lady Talbot, but this is quite bothersome,” the young brunet insisted as he picked up a speck of dust from Lady Talbot’s skirt.

It would have been less irritating if he had not stopped the conversation several times to straighten a pristine teacup or to check his appearance in the silver teapot. When Lady Talbot glared at his retreating figure, Lady Warwick reminded her that the Bexleys had strong royal ties.

Lord Russell started off well enough but then….

“My apologies but I must inquire, what would the dowry look like with your new title. Solely for me to be prepared, of course,” he inquired.

It was all Lady Talbot could do not to throw him out herself.

“Thank you, Mr. Ashbrook, I will recall your wise words if I am ever to visit…”

The pause was not as strategic as _____ hoped it would be.

The stout man huffed. “New Guinea.”

“Right, thank you for your time.”

As soon as the door closed behind him, ______ collapsed into a plush cream settee with a huff.

“How is it that all four of them were insufferable? That must be an anomaly,” she groaned.

Lady Warwick paused from her needlework and wandered over to her daughter. “While they all had their faults, I do not think any of them should be taken out of consideration.”

______ stared at the older woman. “Truly? If I were to become Lady Bexley, in my husband’s ideal world, I would be unable to leave my house without submitting a request two weeks in advance.”

“The Bexleys are…conservative in their beliefs, but they do have some of the strongest royal ties in the ton.”

Royal ties were nice but not the primary objective. The primary objective was for ______ to find a husband she could get along with and keep Charles at bay. She would not, could not let her family fall in shame.

Lady Talbot pushed herself up and slid a large slice of seed cake onto her plate. “I do not recall my debutante season being this…exhausting.”

Lady Warwick smiled softly. “No, the late Lord Talbot was a godsend; he made the courtship simple but it was obvious that he cared deeply for you.”

_______ nodded absentmindedly as she started digging into the cake. She had been too busy pretending to be interested in the callers to indulge in anything Andrew, the house cook, prepared for the occasion. The spread was immaculate, as always, and _____ was thankful for a moment to breathe. The first bite of the cake was absolutely sinful and _____ had to suppress a groan.

She was about halfway through when Elijah, the footman, arrived to the sitting room. “Lord Anthony Bridgerton and Mr. Benedict Bridgerton for Lady _____ Talbot.”

The gasp ____ was about to let out sucked the piece of cake into a strange position in her throat. Immediately, she started coughing and hacking and Lady Warwick and Sarah tried to assist her. Her vision went blurry as she wondered what the eldest Bridgerton brothers wanted.

Finally, she recuperated and wiped away her tears.

“Send them in,” Lady Warwick instructed.

Seconds later, Benedict strolled into the room, his smile bright and his eyes filled with mirth. Anthony trailed closely behind him, shoulders squared, and his gaze sharp.

“Lady Warwick,” Benedict greeted with a slight bow. He turned slightly towards _____. “Lady Talbot, I hope I did not cause you any inconvenience.”

“No.” _____ coughed as she rose to her feet. “Not at all, I can always make time for an old friend.”

Anthony politely bowed towards ______ and her mother. “Lady Talbot; Lady Warwick.”

There was something piercing about Anthony’s gaze that almost made ______ hold her breath. However, she managed to breathe normally while Lady Warwick quietly relegated herself to her seat, a respectable distance from the trio. Both Bridgerton brothers took seats on the couch across from ______.

“Tea?” ______ offered.

“Unfortunately, we will not----,” Anthony began.

“Tea sounds lovely, we always have time for tea,” Benedict interrupted.

_______ raised an eyebrow before delicately pouring both of them tea and set it in front of them. “You are a little late for calling hours, Benedict.”

“As I said earlier, I do not mean to cause any inconvenience.” Benedict sipped some tea. “We were in the area and thought we would stop by.”

“Some more insistent than others,” Anthony commented.

“You caused quite the stir last night, and we barely had a moment to speak,” Benedict playfully complained.

“You danced twice,” Anthony pointed out.

“And with no room for conversation either time!”

_______’s face warmed at the memory of all the suitors who flocked to her after her entrance. Most were young and a bit younger than she would have preferred. However, they neglected to send letters or request an audience. Either their mothers wanted them to have the freshest of debutantes, or the allure of marrying into money was something only men had the advantage of utilizing.

“I did not mean to cause such a stir,” _____ insisted as she started to pick at her cake.

“Oh, please, maybe you never did in the past, but last night seemed quite intentional,” Benedict grinned. “I remember how you were shaking at your debut and could barely look at any of the suitors who approached.”

“I recall being terrified, but I do not recall multiple suitors.”

“I believe my favorite part was when you stepped on Anthony’s foot and immediately spilled lemonade on his favorite cravat,” Benedict reminisced.

_______’s cheeks and nose warmed at the memory. The floor fell out from under her at the time, and she had been positive Anthony was going to chastise her in front of the ton. Instead, he took several deep breaths as she profusely apologized and tried to dab as much lemonade from him as possible.

“Why must you remember only the most embarrassing things?” Anthony griped.

“I find that the more embarrassing the moment, the better the story,” Benedict replied before turning back to ______. “But nothing was embarrassing about you last night. You were truly a vision, like Venus herself emerging from the sea.”

______ chuckled behind a gloved hand. “I must say I missed your artistic perspective.”

“How was Scotland? Did it make you miss the ton?” Benedict asked.

“It was lovely; the accents were quite thick so it was hard for me to understand what any of the staff were saying for months, but they are some of the friendliest people I’ve met; truly warm,” _____ reminisced.

“You sound like you miss it,” Anthony commented.

_____ blinked. “Sometimes.”

“I have to ask what would make you leave a wonderful place and return here?” Benedict questioned.

_______ finished her cake and started nursing her cold tea. “It was time. I had not seen any of you for so long and I wanted to take the opportunity when it presented itself.”

“Just in time for the season,” Anthony mused.

______’s eyes darted towards him. “I am glad that the timing worked as such since I was able to assist Eloise.”

Benedict smirked while Anthony’s shoulders tensed. It was obvious that they did not have much faith in the younger sister to marry anyone anytime soon.

“Ah, yes, and I’m sure she appreciated it,” Benedict added. “Will you be attending the art exhibition tomorrow?”

“Of course, I would not miss it for the world,” ______ stated.

“Wonderful, I will enjoy listening to all your insights.”

Anthony cleared his throat. “I must ask, ______, how are you doing…really?”

_____ hesitated.

She had no idea where to start; most days, she felt somewhat normal, and then she would smell high-quality tobacco or read an article that she and Henry would have debated for hours. On those days, she would fall apart as soon as she was alone in her room. Then, there were others, where she remembered her aunt, Constance, sending her money to buy dresses for various balls and parties in her initial debut. She recalled all the nights she heard her parents arguing about money. The most daunting memory was the look in Mr. Smith’s eyes when he vowed to honor his uncle’s wishes.

His deep blue eyes were simultaneously soulless and terrifying. However, that would be too much to explain, so ______ said, “Fine, I am happy to be home. It’s nice to see everyone.”

Anthony frowned slightly. “I believe you will tell me how you honestly are when you are ready.”

_______ nearly balked. “I….It’s complicated. I do miss Henry, but I need to be wise about my future.”

“Of course; you always thought ahead, even when we were children.”

“How else would Benedict have successfully smuggled port from your father’s secret stash?”

______ chuckled at the memory while Anthony raised an eyebrow. However, _____ noticed the smallest quirk at the corners of his mouth.

“I still cannot believe he roped you and Daphne into his scheme,” Anthony mused.

“Come on, Anthony, everyone needs a little danger in their lives once in a while,” Benedict argued.

“I will never forget how furious you were when you found us,” ______ reminisced. “I couldn’t tell if you were going to lecture us or whip us.”

“Probably both,” Benedict concluded.

Anthony rolled his eyes. “The point is that you have always planned for things, and I am sure that you have carved out a way for yourself to survive.”

Even though he was observant, ______ couldn’t help but be taken aback at knowing that he paid such close attention to her. It made her wonder what else he noticed.

______ pushed the thought out of her mind. “Thank you, Anthony, but I hear that I am not the only one here carving out a way for myself.”

Anthony frowned for a moment until he caught a glimpse of Benedict’s mischievous grin and ______’s smirk. “I am not sure what you mean.”

“Oh, come off it, Anthony,” Benedict waved him off.

“Every eligible lady knows that Viscount Bridgerton is in the market for a bride,” ______ stated. “And everyone in the ton knows that he will not settle for less than the best.”

Anthony pressed his lips together and sipped more tea. “It could not be avoided forever…it was time.”

“And just when Miss Edwina Sharma makes her debut and becomes Her Majesty’s favorite,” _____ observed. “Interesting timing.”

“If you must know, I was on my way home from visiting with Miss Sharma when Benedict insisted, I accompany him here.”

“There’s no need to get defensive; Miss Sharma is a lovely young woman, and I am sure she will see your…charm.” ______ smiled. “It is good that we are both seeking something stable this season.”

Benedict pouted. “And why am I not included in this endeavor?”

“Because your idea of stability is only occasionally forgetting what happened during a raucous night,” ______ dead-panned.

Benedict could not help but chortle at her tone, and she joined him. _______ noticed Anthony watching her and Benedict with a look in his eye that she could not quite place. There was no need since decoding Anthony Bridgerton’s expressions was not on her list of responsibilities.

Anthony stood. “I do believe we took enough of your time, Lady Talbot.”

Benedict slowly rose but the twinkle in his eye was still evident. “You must visit us soon, _______. I believe you are the only one who can quell Eloise’s constant need for political debates.”

“I shall as soon as I can,” _____ promised.

Benedict bowed one last time to _____ and Lady Warwick before exiting the room. The room was silent, save for the occasional carriage passing by outside.

“It was nice speaking with you again, Lady Talbot,” Anthony said.

“And you as well, Lord Bridgerton,” ______ replied. “I do mean what I said earlier; I am happy that you are looking for something or someone you can rely on.”

“I appreciate it, Lady Talbot.” Anthony paused, and ______ could tell that he was mulling something over. Finally, he stated, “I do hope that you find what you need this season.”

While Anthony had a way of stating everything like fact, his words did something to ______. It was as though they permeated something in her, something deep within that she could never name but always sensed. She wondered what it could mean.

Over the next few days, Lady ______ Talbot would suffer through dull conversations, stunted flirtations, and horrid breath with her rotation of suitors. Every time they met, she reminded herself that this would all be worth it. All she needed was someone titled enough to keep Mr. Smith’s paws far away from the Talbot estate.

Besides the suitors, the most irritating thing she had to contend with was the hawk-like eyes of mamas and their suspicious daughters. Every move _____ made was scrutinized, whether it was the material of the gloves she chose or who she chose to speak to for more than a few seconds. It was only sensible that these dynamics followed her to the Cowpers’ garden party.

The tastefully lavish estate was donned in colorful spreads of hyacinths, magnolias, and peonies and the guests blended in perfectly with the environment. Servants in crisp whites floated seamlessly through the crowds with trays of lemonade, quiches, and finger sandwiches. The string quartet’s performance added to the elegant ambiance.

Chatter filled the air as Lady Talbot and Lady Warwick entered the Cowper’s garden. Lady Warwick donned a bright white cotton gown for the occasion and tastefully accessorized with pearls. Her daughter chose yet another daring outfit in her mint green silk dress complete with low neckline. Her matching scarf added even more regality to her appearance and a few curls fell into her eyes.

Lady Talbot fought the urge to smirk as the chatter began to dwindle as the heat of more eyes trilled through her body.

“You are no longer afraid of risk, Daughter,” Lady Warwick whispered as they descended the stairs.

“A lifetime of listening to you and Papa encourage me to accept risk in life sunk in,” she muttered back.

Lady Cowper’s raised eyebrows betrayed her true feelings as she and her husband approached them. “Lady Warwick, Lady Talbot, I am so pleased that you could join us.”

Both women curtsied.

“Of course, we would be remiss to not attend one of your lovely garden parties,” Lady Warwick insisted.

Lady Talbot nodded. “Your home is even lovelier than I remember, Lady Cowper.”

“Thank you, dear, and you are much…bolder than I recall.”

The woman could barely hold back her disdain, but Lady Talbot forced the nerves rising from the pit of her stomach down.

“I have learned that fortune honors the bold, Lady Cowper. If you would excuse me.” Lady Talbot curtsied before wandering further into the party.

As she maneuvered, she pretended not to see several men ogle her while their debutantes pouted or tried not to huff. She nodded politely to a few women she knew from childhood before helping herself to a glass of lemonade.

“Lady Talbot, I am grateful that you were able to make it today!” Mr. Ashbrook bounded up to her similarly to how Puck, her childhood dog, would greet her.

Mr. Ashbrook’s large teeth and stiff posture were a far cry from her loyal companion. ______ forced a soft smile.

“Mr. Ashbrook, a pleasure,” she replied.

“I was wondering when I would see you again.” His eyes drifted to her dress, and his cheeks reddened. “I saw an article in The Defender that made me think of you.”

______ sipped some lemonade. “Really?”

“Yes, it was all about how the infrastructure in Asia has been negatively impacted by----”

“Mr. Ashbrook, I am truly sorry for interrupting, but I must borrow _____ for a moment,” Daphne interrupted.

She had appeared out of nowhere in a lightweight baby blue dress, deep blonde hair styled in the most elegant updo. Mr. Ashbrook sputtered something, but neither woman caught it as Daphne whisked _____ away.

“You are an angel,” ______ sighed.

“I do try from time to time,” she teased.

When they got far enough away from him, they stopped, and Daphne adjusted the white shawl around her shoulders. “You must tell me everything that has been going on. I cannot believe I am getting updates about my best friend from Whistledown of all sources.”

“Well, you have been busy with Augie and the Hastings estate. I did not want to burden you with such trivial matters.”

“I am never too busy to catch up. Now, please tell me you were conversing with Mr. Ashbrook out of kindness.”

_____’s hesitation spoke louder than any words. “Despite his dullness, his new appointment in Parliament has yielded quite generously.”

Daphne glanced back at the man, who had somehow trapped Colin in conversation. She looked away before Colin could silently beg her to rescue him.

“While it is always good to keep a man’s standing in mind, it is not everything,” she asserted.

“But, of course. However, it is quite a large thing women must consider, especially if she is eight and twenty,” _____ replied.

“I did not mean any offense, ______, I simply mean that I want more for you, and you should also want more for yourself,” Daphne insisted.

Before _____ could reply, Benedict sidled up to Daphne. “If Lady Hopkins tries to push her daughter upon me one more time, I will scream.”

“How gentlemanly of you,” Daphne teased.

“Please, he is doing us all a favor by keeping that shrill shriek inside,” ______ added.

Benedict gasped with faux shock. “Are you insinuating something about me, Lady Talbot?”

She shrugged. “Only that few people in attendance witnessed your reaction to a harmless prank years ago on Halloween.”

“That is unfair; you two knew that I was afraid of ghosts!”

“We were in sheets!”

“It was still terrifying!” Benedict shivered. “The mere thought of it gives me nightmares from time to time.”

Daphne and _____ burst into laughter as Benedict continued pleading his case. However, his wide grin also suggested lightheartedness. As they were reminiscing, Lady Violet Bridgerton approached them.

“Pardon me, but do you mind if I borrow Daphne?” she asked.

“No,” _____ answered.

“Not at all,” Benedict agreed.

“What is the issue, Mama?” Daphne asked.

Lady Violet sighed. “Your sister has trapped Lord Rutherford in a debate.”

Her eyes glanced in the couple’s direction. They were off to the side, with Eloise gesturing strongly with her hands while Penelope stood pensively beside her. The handsome Lord Rutherford looked more flustered than any debutante present.

“Duty calls,” Daphne mused before wandering over to the pair.

Lady Violet turned her attention to Benedict and _____. “Lady Talbot, how lovely to see you again.” She raised an eyebrow. “And that dress!”

“It’s from Paris, all the women are dressing like this,” _____ informed.

“How lovely for you to partake in that,” Lady Violet stated. “Never mind that, I must know when you and your parents will join us for dinner.” “Any time, I am sure.”

Lady Violet glanced at Benedict. “Why did you not extend them the invitation the day you called on them?”

“It slipped my mind, and we had such fun catching up and antagonizing Anthony,” he explained.

“Where is he, anyway?” ______ asked.

Lady Violet gestured towards the middle of the party. There, Anthony made his stake on Miss Edwina clear as he stared into her soul as she spoke. The young girl was brilliant in her golden gown, and her older sister and mother were stunning as well in their posts nearby. Of course, the other eligible suitors circled like hawks, but Anthony’s glare made them less bold.

“They have hardly been apart since their introduction; I do believe it is serious,” Lady Violet said.

“Ah, yes, Anthony has maintained a connection with a woman for longer than a few hours; someone call the historians.”

Lady Violet smacked Benedict’s arm while _____ snorted and immediately apologized.

“No, I believe that is the most charming sound I’ve heard you utter in our entire lives,” Benedict jested.

For once, the air around ______ felt light instead of tense, and she had forgotten how much fun she had with Benedict. Eventually, Benedict offered her his arm, and she gladly accepted it before they approached Anthony and the Sharmas.

“Now, brother, I thought you had better manners than to keep a lady all to yourself,” Benedict teased.

Anthony immediately stiffened but managed a smile. “That was hardly my intent, Benedict.”

“Oh, I do love your dress!” Edwina exclaimed as she stared at ______’s ensemble.

“Thank you, Miss Edwina, you look lovely as well. I do not believe we have ever been properly introduced,” _____ replied.

“Yes, Anthony, introduce our old friend,” Benedict playfully challenged.

Anthony tried not to grit his teeth before turning to Edwina. “Miss Edwina, this is Lady Talbot; she’s an old childhood friend of Daphne’s. Lady Talbot, Miss Edwina.”

Edwina and ______ curtsied to each other.

“You’re the famous Lady Talbot?” Edwina asked.

“Well, I would not say famous….” ______ trailed off.

“Oh, but of course! Everyone knew about your wedding and----” Edwina cut herself off. “My apologies, My Lady, for your loss.”

“You are kind, Miss Edwina.”

Then, Kate stepped forward. “I do not believe we have had the pleasure to meet, Lady Talbot.” Anthony quickly introduced the older Sharma women and Lady Talbot.

“You are even lovelier in person, Lady Talbot,” Lady Sharma gushed.

“Thank you. I am fortunate enough to survive a few highland winters and tell the tales,” Lady Talbot jested.

As they conversed, _____ felt Anthony’s eyes keep darting towards her. Somehow, it was both irritating and something else. ______ could not help but notice how kind he was to Edwina and attentive; she wasn’t sure if she had ever seen this side of him.

When they were both satisfied with their light pestering, Benedict and _____ politely exited the conversation and ended up being drawn into Daphne’s predicament with Eloise and Lord Rutherford.

“…and would it not be daft to include half the population in such serious matters!” Eloise concluded.

“I suppose so, Miss Eloise,” Lord Rutherford mused.

“My sister is quite passionate, Lord Rutherford,” Daphne mused as she intertwined an arm with Eloise. “She will make for a spirited verbal sparring partner.”

“My dear little sister is making a poor, innocent her victim!” Benedict muttered to ______.

Lady Talbot managed to chuckle to herself before stepping forward. “Miss Eloise, I do believe I was promised your ear on a discussion of Greek mythology?”

Eloise blinked. “Mythology is not my specialty, but----”

“Then you will make an even better conversation partner,” _____ interrupted, smoothly pulling Eloise towards her. “Will you excuse us, Lord Rutherford?”

He hesitated and nodded, silently watching Daphne and _____ lead Eloise away with Benedict trailing behind them.

“And what is it about mythology you wanted to discuss,____?” Eloise questioned.

_____ huffed and released the girl from her grip. “Oh, Eloise, do not tell me that Lady Bridgerton never taught you how to spot an opportunistic break in conversation?”

Eloise’s shoulders slumped slightly in her violet dress, but Daphne quickly uprighted her. “Why must we be subject to such pageantry, anyway? All this thought put into floral arrangements, gowns, bonnets, gloves, and worthless skills; do you know what we could have invented in such time?”

“I am sure the future members of Parliament will love to hear your theories and thoughts when you run it but for now, the best thing you can do is try to find a match,” Daphne said.

Eloise huffed. “I am supposed to pick a man out of this group? That’s like asking me to select a fish from a rotting fish stand.”

“Never change, Eloise,” Benedict requested.

_____ giggled and shook her head. “You will always be yourself, will you not, Eloise?”

Eloise hesitated but smiled softly.

“_______, is that you? I could hardly recognize you.” Cressida’s syrupy voice laced with venom as it cut through the air. The heiress sauntered toward them in a magenta gown, complete with matching hat and fan.

“It is Lady Talbot, Miss Cowper,” Daphne corrected.

Cressida blinked in feigned surprise. “Oh, forgive me, Lady Talbot. I did not think you would extend such requirements to old friends.”

“And I did not think you had such a loose definition of the term ‘old friends’,” _____ replied.

Benedict bit back a laugh, Eloise raised an eyebrow, and Daphne smirked in spite of herself while ____ straightened up to face Cressida properly.

“I am glad that you returned to the ton in time for the season. You seemed to be in mourning for so long,” Cressida commented.

“I am happy to be able to assist Miss Eloise in her first season, and spring is the perfect time to visit London, do you not agree?” _____ shot back.

“Of course, whenever would we have the chance to show off our garden?” Cressida purred. “And whenever would you have the chance to wear such brave dresses?”

“It is not brave in Parisian circles, Miss Cowper,” _____ began, “however, one must be curious enough to expand beyond their comforts to learn such things.”

Cressida’s neck started to redden, but she pursed her lips. “I suppose one person’s vulgarity is another person’s respectability.”

The gleam in Cressida’s green eyes screamed that she believed she had landed the killing blow, but _____ continued,

“Yes, as one person’s ignorance is another person’s intelligence.” She smiled. “Thank you again for inviting me to such a lovely party.”

Cressida sputtered before turning on her heel and disappearing into the crowd, as the scheming glee had done to her eyes. _____ turned to her friends to find Benedict beaming, Daphne stunned, and Eloise smirking.

“You have truly transformed, Lady Talbot,” Benedict mused.

“I have never seen someone look like they swallowed a frog before; it was beautiful,” Eloise added.

“You used to whisper such comments to me but never said it to the person in the moment,” Daphne reflected.

_____ shrugged. “I have learned that life is too short to always bite my tongue.”

“Agreed!” Eloise and Benedict shouted.

_____ burst out laughing and continued to converse conspiratorially with the two as Daphne smiled at the exchange, adding her commentary here and there. Just as she looked away, ______ made eye contact with Anthony.

He had not moved far from his original spot at Edwina, and his mother conversed animatedly. Part of her wanted to flinch and look away, but she didn’t. Instead, she stared back at him, noticing his jaw tightening as they did.

If he has something to say, he should just say it, she thought angrily.

That evening, the Warwicks convened for dinner at the Bridgertons’ at Lady Violet’s insistence. However, no one told them that the Sharmas would also be in attendance. The trio was dressed in elegant gowns, each in a jewel tone: Lady Sharma in a vibrant ruby, Miss Kate in a dazzling sapphire, and Miss Edwina in a soft opal. The Bridgerton men were dressed as dapper as usual while the girls all donned varying shades of Bridgerton blue: Lady Bridgerton’s was powder blue, Daphne’s was more of a teal, Eloise’s leaned towards periwinkle, Francesca’s was cerulean, while Hyacinth’s frock matched the color of the afternoon sky. Of course, the Warwicks looked fantastic as well: Lord Warwick’s suit jacket had the smallest hint of burgundy, Lady Warwick donned a tastefully shiny black dress, and Lady Talbot stayed conventional in an embroidered Pomona green evening gown.

Lady Bridgerton sat at the head of one part of the table while Anthony sat at the other.

“I do believe it is time for a toast,” Lady Bridgerton murmured. “Anthony, if you will.”

Anthony nodded and stood, raising his glass. “It is a pleasure to have friends here for dinner----”

“Some older than others,” Benedict whispered to Edwina, who tried to hide her chuckle behind her glove.

Anthony shot a glare at him. “May we always be in each other’s lives,” Anthony glanced at ____, “no matter how far we go.”

Everyone clinked glasses and the dinner began. _____ carefully sipped wine throughout to quiet her rampant thoughts about Anthony’s toast. It made no sense; how could he do that when they hardly speak?

“Lady Talbot, I hear that you acclimated nicely to Edinburgh,” Kate, who sat across from her, commented.

______ nodded. “Yes, it is a lovely city. I can barely understand everyone but they are quite kind.”

A few laughs erupted around the table.

“My favorite part was the riding, though. Having all that land to gallop across was something out of a book,” ______ quietly mused.

“You ride?” Kate asked.

“Yes, I have since I was little.”

“She used to race us from time to time,” Benedict added.

“And won most times,” ______ teased.

Anthony cleared his throat. “I am not so sure about that.”

______ turned towards him. “I am quite sure that I beat you nearly every time, Lord Bridgerton.”

“Nearly is correct,” Anthony muttered.

“I do recall you being quite upset when she beat you by a hair,” Colin mused.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so red,” Daphne stated.

“Really? Lord Bridgerton was red?” Edwina asked.

“My siblings exaggerate,” Anthony asserted.

Benedict stabbed a cherry tomato on his plate and held it up. “About as red as this, Miss Edwina.”

Kate started to chuckle while Edwina was still processing.

“Benedict…” Anthony warned.

“I believe it might have been a lighter shade than that,” Colin objected.

______ sighed a laugh as she finished the roast chicken on her plate. “It really is no matter since it was ages ago. However, to answer your question, Miss Kate, I do ride. How about yourself?”

“Yes, I love riding as well. It helps me clear my head,” Kate mused.

“I could not agree more.”

Slowly, other conversations broke out around the table: Lord Warwick and Lady Sharma discussed current events in India, Lady Bridgerton juggled correcting Hyacinth and Gregory’s table manners, Francesca chatted with Edwina about their mutual musicality while Anthony tried to provide his views, Lady Warwick listened to Colin’s more recent travel tales, and Kate and Benedict learned more about Lady Talbot’s life in Scotland.

“Is there any decent food?” Kate asked.

“If you know where to look,” _____ replied.

“What are the artists like?” Benedict questioned.

“Depressed but sweet.”

“What was your favorite thing about your husband?”

With her question, Kate silenced the entire table. Everyone must have been thinking it and Lady Talbot wondered if Miss Kate had a knack for saying what others think. Lady Talbot grabbed her wine glass and started swirling it.

“There are many things, but I believe the root of it was his kindness. He treated everyone with respect , no matter if they were titled, and he could listen to his nieces prattle on all day when most would find an excuse to leave.” Lady Talbot paused. “On Sundays, we would always have slow mornings before attending service. He would have the same thing: a perfectly toasted English muffin with fresh strawberry jam, two brats, and Earl Grey tea. We would dine in silence together and follow it with a walk on the grounds. He told me all about his family’s history and never repeated a story. He was rare and I was blessed to know him.”

When she looked up, everyone looked a little blurry and it took her a moment to realize she’d started tearing up. When she blinked them away, she realized everyone else was either tearing up or somber.

“Thank you for sharing that with us,” Benedict whispered.

Lady Talbot blinked again. “Well, I…I did….the last thing I wanted was to make the evening somber.”

“You have hardly done that, my dear,” Lady Bridgerton gently claimed. “You have shared a piece of yourself with all of us, and we are glad you have.”

“And you are also rare, _____,” Daphne chimed in. “Everyone here is fortunate to know you.”

Lady Talbot nodded and sipped more wine. As she set her glass down, she glanced at Anthony.

“I am glad that I consider you a friend, Lady Talbot,” Anthony concurred.

She didn’t know how to receive that but nodded anyway. After this, dinner continued normally until dessert. They gathered in the drawing room to listen to Francesca’s newest piece. The delightful tune filled the room with glee.

Lord Warwick tapped his knee in time while Lady Warwick smiled warmly. Lady Bridgerton was the image of a proud mama while Gregory and Hyacinth struggled to keep their eyes open.

“She’s gotten quite good,” ____ commented as she nibbled a macaron.

“She had to; Mama makes her practice nearly every day,” Benedict whispered.

“She never complains,” Daphne quietly added.

“Well, one of you had to be somewhat agreeable.”

Daphne and Benedict chuckled.

In their laughter, _____ caught Anthony leaning against a wall. His attention seemed divided between Francesca and the Sharmas, who were all sharing a couch to the right of the couch she shared with Benedict and Daphne. Behind them, Eloise kept picking desserts off a tray while quietly bickering with Colin.

______ could not help but wonder what he meant by his earlier statement or any of his lingering looks. She could not recall Anthony truly looking at her before she was married or her return. _____ also could not recall caring about Anthony’s expressions or words since they were children. If she were honest, she felt more like a child around him.

“Do not tell anyone but in a two weeks’ time, a few of my art society friends are having a soiree and I am required to bring at least one debutante,” Benedict whispered.

_____ perked up. “Would you like me to tell Miss Edwina or Eloise?”

“No, no, Miss Edwina is too…polite and Eloise would critique her way out of the venue,” he quietly argued. “I do believe that you count in this scenario.”

_____ smiled. “I cannot possibly get into any trouble or scandal so early in the season, Benedict.”

“Who said anything about trouble? I am simply offering you a night with outcasted bohemians, filled with cultured conversation and absinthe; I know that you are starving for both.”

“It’s quite bold for you to assume that I have partaken in drinking absinthe.”

“Forgive me, Lady Talbot, but I would be delighted if you would grace us with your presence.”

“I shall see if I am available at that time.”

Francesca finished the note with a flourish, and everyone applauded. She curtsied politely before wandering over to her mother. Edwina stood and rushed to her, gushing about her performance while Kate watched on.

Anthony strolled over to Daphne, Benedict, and ______’s couch and leaned towards Benedict. “A word.”

His tone was so serious that Benedict could not banter back. He politely stood and followed his brother out of the drawing room.

“That looks fun,” _____ deadpanned.

“He’s probably only stressed. I do believe this is the first time we have had the Sharmas for dinner, as well,” Daphne assured.

____ leaned back against the couch. “I would have thought Anthony would have learned to relax by now.”

After several moments and many more macarons, Lord and Lady Warwick decided that it was time to leave. Lady Talbot rose as well and began to bid Daphne and her sisters farewell when she realized that she did not have her wrap.

“Oh, I believe I left it in the dining room,” she said.

“I can have someone fetch it,” Lady Bridgerton offered. “No need,” ______ looked at her parents, “I shall meet you in the foyer.”

They nodded and she started weaving her way back to the dining room. Amidst the servants cleaning the area, she found her black wrap still hanging off the back of her chair. Lady Talbot quickly grabbed it and started making her way towards the foyer. She was about halfway there when she heard Benedict’s voice.

“I thought you wanted me to converse with more respectable ladies, who is more respectable than _____?” Benedict questioned.

It was coming from the library, and the door was partially cracked. Lady Talbot knew she should continue on her way, but her name was brought up, and she had to know why. She quietly crept to the door and continued to listen.

“Lady Talbot does have her charms, but that is also what got her embroiled in a scandal the first time!” Anthony asserted. “I will not have anyone in this house associating with her; we cannot afford any dalliances.”

“‘Dalliances’? Anthony, she is Daphne’s best friend and one of mine, as well. And she was hardly in a scandal; she could not help that she fell in love with an older man.”

“An older man who happened to be one of the most monied men in society? That’s hardly a coincidence, Benedict.”

______ could not believe her ears. Anthony truly thought so lowly of her even though they were friends? All those looks and words were not from a place of familiarity but from disdain.

“Sure, as it is hardly a coincidence that the same year you decide you need to marry, you are bewitched by the queen’s new favorite?”

Anthony hesitated. “That is different. Edwina is not a fortune hunter.”

“And neither is ______.”

“Look at the facts: she returns just in time for the season when she could have returned anytime after mourning. She is not here just to help Eloise; she is here for a new husband and probably one wealthier than her first. I will not let you be a pawn in this.”

“I am no pawn. If I want to have conversations with Lady Talbot, I shall. I am old enough to make such a decision.”

Lady Talbot’s heart should have swelled at Benedict’s defense, but it was nearly flattened after Anthony’s sentiments. As she continued on her way, she felt like sobbing. She knew it would be difficult to engage in the marriage mart at her age and as a widow, but she never thought that any of her friends would turn on her like Anthony.

As she continued, the urge to sob turned into the urge to scream. When she entered the foyer, the urge to scream transformed into the urge to fight. When she entered the family’s carriage, the urge to fight was replaced with the urge to make Anthony regret uttering anything about her.

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