@eighthbrn asked: "I am to be a bride, but whose?" @ john
The words had startled the man in his steps. Marry? She was to marry? And so soon? Brows furrowed as he thought the words over, his walk finally slowing down completely coming to a stop. Slowly he turned to face her, bright blues taking in her features "I...had not been aware that you were to be another's bride." Thornton answered softly, his expression was unreadable but deep down; something within him tore at this news.
She was still young and deserved to be as free as was possible. John had slowly come to enjoy the young Bridgerton's company whenever he took his walks along the estate. Hyacinth was intelligent - even he could admit that, but a beautiful young woman who any man would love to have at their side. Shaking his head to rid himself of the negative thoughts, John had simply put on a small smile for her, "Perhaps you will find out soon enough. Your mother was keen in setting up a dinner for a guest - possible it could be your betrothed."












