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@wishfulfawn
jamie chung .cis female, she/her. ― is that AGNES KIM i saw during this years first ball of the season? the 26 year old is avoiding finding a suiter but is enticed by the social season. They are known to be AMBITIOUS, but also COWARDLY, but focus on the positives when finding their chosen one.
charmingsharma·:
wishfulfawn·:
Edwina considered what was said for a moment and nodded tentatively. “I do not believe it matters if that person is a gentleman or a lady,” she replied, only loud enough for Agnes to hear. “Love is the only thing that matters. It is so difficult to come across true, genuine love in this world and you may never know when it can be taken from you. To that end, it may be difficult but I hope that nothing prevents you from pursuing whoever your heart races for.” She concluded, reading from her friend’s expression that she was finished discussing the topic. Especially here and now. “You have?” She asked almost as if it were a reflex, her spirit lifting with the discussion. “I—” She began with a smile, suddenly feeling rather bashful as she thought of the prince. “—I believe I am. He is goodness and kindness itself. It is still strange to believe that he has chosen me.” She nodded eagerly at the mention of her sister’s upcoming nuptials. “Indeed, I will pass on your congratulations. I am exceedingly happy, as is she which is … all I have wished to see for years.”
She was eternally grateful for her friendship with Edwina. She was strong minded, and caring and it was something she needed. She needed someone who understood her, and in honesty, she appeared to understand her more than she did herself. “Thank you, Edwina, I truly appreciate you.” She reassured with a warm smile. She was happy for her, and the happiness she had found. She could not imagine courting a prince, or a princess for such matters -- it was royalty that required protocol, and she was not keen on such ideas. However, Prince Friedrich seemed kind and he made Edwina happy, that was all she ever wished for her. “I think you sound perfect for each other, both equally as kind.” She smiled, tilting her head. “Your sister appeared rather stubborn at first, but when in the company of the Viscount, she seems smitten.” She commented with a smile.
charmingsharma:
wishfulfawn:
Edwina nodded. It seemed as though Agnes was struggling with her feelings and her understanding of what it all meant. She wished she could offer her help or advice on the matter but she had none to give. She only had reassurance and unwavering support, hopefully, it would soothe her a little. “If your heart races when they are near and you yearn for them when they are not,” she shrugged, “it sounds pretty common to me.” She offered her friend a soft smile, returning the gentle squeeze before withdrawing her hand. “Thank you, dear friend. I am ceaselessly thankful.” Her expression brightened considerably when the prince is mentioned. “I am exceptionally well, my sister will remain in London after all.” She replied, unable to stop herself from smiling. “And, the prince is quite the gentleman, indeed. We are enjoying each other’s company.” She chuckled softly. “I do hope Kate’s recent engagement means that she is kinder to him.”
Her advice was appreciated, and her warm tone was something in which Agnes had not realised she had needed. She had not spoken about it, not even with Callie, but yet her heart was struggling to come to terms with her new found feelings. “It is common, but not often with....another woman.” She swallowed hard, speaking in a hushed tone. She did not wish for passers by to overhear her. She was happy at the change of conversation, welcoming it. “It seems the prince is smitten with you, from what I have seen and heard.” She smirked, tilting her head at her. “Are you equally as smitten?” She added, brows raised in anticipation. “I hear congratulations are in order for her and the Viscount Bridgerton.” She mused with a pleased expression.
charmingsharma·:
wishfulfawn·:
edwina smiled warmly and nodded. “i understand. feelings are complex matters, one never knows when they will appear.” although she was relieved to learn that agnes did not hold any negative feelings toward her, despite her blunder, edwina couldn’t help but note the sadness regarding the topic itself. it was difficult to discuss the matter in plain terms as they were surrounded by others who may not be as understanding, but she felt the need to make her own thoughts clear. “you did no such thing, sweet agnes,” she replied immediately to dissuade any guilt her friend felt. “you need not apologise for how you felt, for your heart is one of your greatest assets. i am certain whoever you allow into it will be endlessly grateful for the privilege.” she punctuated her sentence with a nod. “and you shall never lose me as a friend. you need not worry about that either.”
She was afraid, the perception of such feelings were often misconstrued. She felt confused, more so recently with Calliope in her life. She was thankful for good friendships such as this, whilst she tried to figure out who she truly is. “I know, but it is not your stereotypical feelings, and it’s something I am trying my best to understand.” She swallowed hard, shaking her head softly. “I am glad of that -- I am always here, if you ever need anything.” She took her hand gently, giving it a squeeze before letting it go. “How are you doing? I hear you and a certain Prince are close?”
charmingsharma:
wishfulfawn:
a slight smile pulled at her lips as she moved forward to join agnes on the picnic blanket, sitting as elegantly as she could manage. “i could not pass up such an opportunity, it is an honour to have won your basket.” she took in a breath and turned to face agnes as her smile dimmed ever so slightly. “i fear that i have not been a good friend to you,” she began, “i was so consumed with my own goings on, i did not take a moment to appreciate the events happening in your life, nor did i treat your feelings witht he respect and dignity they deserved, and i would like to apologise.” she managed a soft smile, unsure if she could reach forward for agnes’ hand, “i do hope that you can forgive me, for i adore being your friend and i hope that we continue to be, for a very long time.”
she had almost forgotten about the latest issue of lady whistledown, and the revelations it had made. she was happy to have forgotten, for she may have dreaded such a reunion with edwina. she however, was thankful at the compassion the other showed to her. she did not know how she was kind about such things, something which was frowned upon, she took with grace. “my mind, is a complicated place.” she spoke honestly, hand moving to grip hers gently, a light squeeze in return, “i am not entirely sure where my head was at , that time was complex, and i want you to know you are of no fault.” she smiled warmly, tilting her head. “i am sorry for any discomfort i may have caused, and i would not wish to loose you as a friend.”
picnic with @charmingsharma
she had not expected the other to bid, and felt overly flattered that she had attracted her attention. she wished to see her again, knowing it had been some time since they had conversed, and she was sure there would be more to tell. she had noted the ladies previous attractions to a certain prince, and did not wish to pry. despite her initial infatuation with edwina, she wished her the best. she wanted her to know that she cared for her, and she hoped her bid proved she felt the same. in her basket she had a selection of pastries, some low alcohol champagne, and some fresh fruit. she only hoped this was to her liking.
"i was surprised to see you bidding." she smiled , a soft chuckle leaving her lips as she patted the blanket, signalling for her to sit beside her.
ledgercallie:
wishfulfawn:
it was the small movements that she didn’t expect, how familiar and comforting it was. yet calliope couldn’t help but feel her eyes flutter slightly as her shoulders relaxed, how one person could have such a presence around them was beyond her. “oh?” the small sound fell from her lips as she looked at agnes once more, “and where are those gazes wondering off too? anything i need to know?” she questioned teasingly, trying to shrug off the small frown that wanted to come as their hands separated, “well i will wish you luck in your searching, i hope that you will find something lovely enough to take home.”
she noted everything about her, the way she relaxed into her embrace, her eyes flickering shut. for a moment, agnes found herself staring, before being drawn away once she became aware. “if you do not see who is truly admiring you, then you are blind.” she did not wish to admit it herself, she only hoped she knew deep down, where her heart laid. “i hear they have stalls, perhaps a look at the bakery section is in order.” she laughed, tilting her head. “i wondered if you’d like to spend some time together, after your picnic of course?”
ledgercallie:
meme : “All my choices lead me to you.” for : @wishfulfawn
the air caught in her throat as she stood there, standing face to face with the other, her palms grew warm and sweaty as she tried to calm the racing of her heart. “you do not know of what you speak,” her voice was quiet yet sharp, such words shouldn’t be spoken yet there they were hanging in the air.
in this moment, agnes realises she has spoken out of turn, noting the sharpness of the others tone. she feels she needs to say it, knowing that the feelings were obvious to them, despite not speaking of them. “i am sorry if i spoke out of turn.” she mumbled, head low and avoidant of her gaze. it was undoubted that she cares deeply for her, that her mind is preoccupied by her day and night -- though she would keep this to herself from now on, noting the hurt it was causing.
meme - [ candle ] — our muses cuddle in a dimly candlelit room who - @ladyhuali
her arms encase her , protectively and instinctively , her frame tucked beside her , encased in warmth. she felt at bliss , for a moment she can ignore her doubts and thoughts. she feels lost these days, contemplating on the future and what it may bring them. the silence is welcomed , for a moment the rush of the day is a distant memory, and she can truly sink into the others arms. for some hours , agnes had fallen asleep , but had stirred to gently watch as the flicker in the fire reflected across the room. she did not let go of hua-li , her hand gently rubbing the others back as she slept.
ledgercallie:
wishfulfawn:
her elbow moved to rest against the back of the couch while her head moved to lean against her hand, taking in agnes she felt a brief memory flash in the back of her mind. she never forgot about the kissed they shared, how calliope had been the others first, it was a sweet moment and one that she would cherish forever. “i can almost guarantee that you are stealing looks without even realizing it, you are gaining the lingering gazes you are just too blind to see it,” she explained with a grin, her gaze always being one of them. “as i am sure you will gain some bids yourself, it shall be a fun time yes?”
her hand comes to cradle the others , fingers intertwining almost instinctively. her fingers gently tapped hers, tracing the lines on her palms. “ i highly doubt it , besides , maybe i won’t be looking for those gazes as i will be too preoccupied looking elsewhere. “ she teased, hand moving to let go of hers , not wishing to overstep. “ it should be , there are stalls also , so i planned to take a wander around and see what i can find. “
ledgercallie:
wishfulfawn:
things had always been welcoming and comforting whenever she found herself around agnes, she never had to pretend who she was or what she was. things were open and something that she quite enjoyed. “a husband is far from the perfect future and what’s worse is that we do not have the same liberties that they do,” she huffed with an irritable eye roll. she knew that if she were to marry she would not be able to seek happiness where she desired. “sweet one, you are far too precious to be anyone’s dirty little secret, if one were brave enough you should be shining to the world,” she stated with a wide grin. “you’re not wrong.”
their friendship was pure, one of which she had come to love, though she would be pretending to say she did not hold feelings for the other. she had been her first kiss, and it was not something she had forgotten. the way the other tasted, she tried her best to blank such thoughts from her mind. she needed a supportive friend, and that she would be. “i appreciate that, though these days, i feel i’d be lucky to get any attention from others at all.” she joked, laughing softly. “well , you never know , you may get a few bids at the auction.” she would be one of them.
alvxvndra:
𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧 : @wishfulfawn
“ i did not expect you to frequent such an establishment as this , ” a smirk graced the princess’ lips as she addressed the familiar woman before her . the last place alexandra was expecting to run into agnes was at cordelia moore’s newest place of business , “ business or pleasure ? ”
“ a pleasant surprise?” she smirked, tilting her head a little as she observed the other woman. their last interaction was far more intimate, though her new surroundings were not bad. “merely pleasure, you know me.” she laughed, tilting her head. “what about you?”
ledgercallie:
wishfulfawn:
scooting closer to the other, she accepted the warm gesture against her arm, welcoming the soothing motion. “and you are far too complimentary to those who simply speak the truth,” she teased gently, “oh no we all put pressure on ourselves, here’s myself searching for a future husband when you and i both know that that is not where my heart lays,” calliope spoke softly as he head dipped to the side.
she enjoyed her embrace, for perhaps a moment too long before she recognised it, turning her attention to the other once more. “it is unfair we have to lie to ourselves, for we both know a husband is not our idea of a perfect future.” she gnawed on her bottom lip with a sigh. “if it helps lighten such prospects, i can always be your dirty little secret.” she laughed, a teasing manner to her tone. “i suppose this is why many marry for convenience.”
ledgercallie:
wishfulfawn:
“i simply speak what comes to mind, agnes,” she stated with a shrug. “you might put too much pressure on yourself darling but you still remain beautiful as ever,” she complimented slyly.
“That is what I like about you, you are honest, and kind.” She responded, hand moving to rub the girls arm gently. “Do most women of the ton not put pressure on themselves? It is the social season, after all.” She smiled, blushing a little at the compliment. “As are you, my darling.” She smiled warmly.
ledgercallie·:
wishfulfawn·:
looking at the other, calliope let her eyes truly take in the sight before her before she offered her a gentle smile. “we always feel as though we are falling and failing when we put too much pressure on ourselves.” she soothed softly. “do not worry sometimes we must stumble and we think the worst of it all but all you can do is pick yourself back up and continue on.”
An exhale leaves her lips, believing the lady always had the right words to say. “You always sound as if you know an answer to everything.” She mused, a smirk raising to her lips. “I do tend to put too much pressure on myself.”
ledgercallie:
wishfulfawn:
“i appreciate you as well,” she stated softly. pilling the other with her she motioned for them both to sit and made herself comfortable, “now tell me, how has life been treating you? i feel as though it’s been forever since we have last spoke. tell me of your exciting tales.”
She followed her willingly, sitting beside her but not letting go of her hand. “Honestly? Nothing truly exciting, merely continuing with life, trying to gain my father’s approval through the social season.” She sighed, faking a small laugh. “And what about you? Anything truly exciting?”
emma-alive·:
wishfulfawn·:
Emma, rather than displeased or offended by the tone, beamed in delight. It seemed this was more fun for Agnes than the conversation, and that made the risk Emma had taken by inviting her to the game worth it.
She went up to where the equipment was. Emma took a yellow mallet and did a fake practice swing before deciding she liked it. She turned to Agnes and winked.
“I’m rather talented at this game myself, but with your confidence I’ll make sure this is fun and worth the effort by being a proper opponent. However, I shall be a good sport if I lose.”
As some of the gentlemen set up the game, Emma asked. “Do you and your family play? Clearly you have some skill.”
She welcomed the distraction, in all honesty, her mind had been dazed and confused as of late. Besides, Agnes would not deny that the lady was beautiful, and would be honoured by her company. She took a mallet and watched at the other lady cockily admired her mallet , shaking her head as she did.
“I cannot say we do -- my father is rather strict, and is often working, and my mother is not keen on such things.” She sighed, shaking her head to herself. “Do you play with yours?”