Jul 10, 2025
who: James & Nell | @lovelyfxxl
where: Lord Austen's Archery Competition
James's entrance to the event was a nervous one. Despite all of the time they had spent practicing - walking up and down in men's clothes, seeking out a posture that felt natural for them (and not like they were wearing a costume), he still felt unprepared. This was so much bigger than simply attending Brook's. The whole Ton's eyes would be upon them.
It was a natural thing, to scan the crowd for a familiar face, even when they knew that no one here should recognize who they were. It was this natural instinct that had James lurching at the sight of their second cousin. "Nell!" He called, hurrying towards her before the mistake dawned on them.