![]() Penelope tiptoed around the answer, “…I know you’ll make a lady very happy one day”Ī boyish grin came over his face as a result of her inadvertent praise. His cheeks tinged pink at the mention, “And what exactly did she tell you exactly?” She hummed, “Need I remind you I’m friends with Madam Delacroix?” His lip curved up slightly, betraying his faux offense, “I have no idea what you’re referring to” “I see Anthony’s reputation has rubbed off on me” Penelope laughed, “I’ve heard plenty of things which disprove that” “You suppose?” He asked, bemused “I’m wounded, Miss Featherington”īen grinned, “Forgive me for being a gentlemen” His rambling felt so out of place compared to his usual debonair demeanor that she broke out in laughter.īen smiled sheepishly upon realizing his mistake, “I didn’t think my speech was that bad” Her eyes widened as he continued to speak, though she paid little mind to what he was actually saying. He sputtered, clearly misreading her tone. Penelope looked at him derisively, “Is being around me that miserable?” She asked in jest Which came as a shock to both of them given how many words often came to their minds.Īfter a while, Benedict slyly pulled out a flask from his suit jacket. In part to fill the time, and in part to make up for the fact they didn’t know what to say. The two of them remained beside each other, occasionally making remarks about the scenery in front of them. “I want to” she said in earnest, the words escaping her lips so naturally he’d be unable to mistake them for pretense. “You don’t have to tell me anything-and I won’t pretend to know how you’re feeling, but I do care for you” He looked around cautiously before lowering his gloved hand on hers. “Don’t” She said more quietly, feeling too ashamed to meet his eyes, “please…” But the younger side which sought often comfort where there was none, begged not to be alone. But as they stood an arms length apart from each other, rejection never came. She was his sister’s best friend, his family friend. He was probably only asking out of obligation of course he couldn’t leave the poor featherington girl alone. “Do you want me to leave?” he asked after a beat. One who just happened to be in an unfortunate situation, and if she heard the word ‘letters’ again she’d lose it.īen opened and closed his mouth as he thought on what to say, but eventually settled on silence. She wasn’t some delicate flower who’d collapse at any moment. The last thing she needed was someone droning on about how she could get through this. “Everyone has already given me their commiserations, so forgive me if I don’t feel like repeating myself” “Yes, I'm sure” She snapped, her voice coming out harsher than she would have liked. “He tried to send an apology bouquet but I intercepted it” When she didn’t say anything in return, he clarified, “I thought it wouldn’t read well given the circumstances” Penelope held onto the balcony railing, “Well, he shouldn’t.” “I don’t need you to check up on me”īen rethought his approach, “Colin feels terrible” “I know what you heard.” Penelope finished for him, wanting nothing more than to wallow up in a hole and be spared from his sympathetic glances. She gave him a tight-lipped smile, “I’m fine, Benedict” He hesitated before asking, “How are you feeling?” “I didn’t mean to scare you” he said apologetically, before she redirected her gaze elsewhere, “It’s fine” Not Whistledown’s but hers alone.īenedict placed his hand on her shoulder, causing her to jerk up in surprise. She knew all these things, but for once someone had truly paid attention to her words. She should’ve known better-No, she did know better- She knew it was improper. Penelope turned away and headed towards the balcony. ![]() The other girl leaned in closer and whispered, “I believe he’s taken her as his mistress~” She looked at her in mirth, “Do you think they’re secretly engaged? “Perhaps their relationship is more intimate than we thought” “The third one?” She gasped “They do dance quite often” “I hear Mr.Bridgerton has been exchanging letters with that Featherington girl”
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