DandelionKate:
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Let me quote some of my favorites then, since you missed it
He’s talking about Finch
“Yes, Lord Brantley, you have known our daughter for many years and I had yet to see in interest in courting her, which is why I ask your intentions with her.”
“At this moment in time I have no dishonorable intentions, I assure you, but I also have no honorable intentions. I’m only visiting the woman I admire hoping it’s enough for everything else to fall into place.”
"I hear Lady Northwick is of a sharp mind and speaks quite the many languages, Lady Delaney has been named this season’s diamond, the vision of perfection I am told, your own sister, Lord Brantley, is unmatched in her compassion and kindness.
She needs to put her baby twins to bed and is inviting Bainbridge to go with her as she sings them to sleep … She usually only sings to them in private and doesn’t show anybody her singing voice
Bridget knelt by their cribs, gently held their little hands, and began to sing, “Dacw 'Nghariad …” As she sung she nuzzled their noses with hers, rocked them gently in her arms, before placing them back in their cribs and covering them with a soft blanket.
When she started singing, his fascination with the children was disrupted by her beaitful voice and that beautiful song. He didn’t know the words to the song, nor did he understand them since they weren’t in English or any language he knew … Oh but it sounded like the sweetest words.
the Dowager Barness broke it by whispering to him. “That was Welsh, she can speak Gaelic, Irish, and Latin fluently as well…” to which he replied with “Both me and my sister see something in Bridget that she cannot … It elevates her above any lady in court, but I just cannot say what it is … It must be her plethora of talents, but I am not sure if that is the only thing about her that makes her … simply put … better.” As she approached them he felt embarrased. He believed a woman like that would find a better suitor, but it was too late becuase he’s already started falling in love with her.
she meekly replied as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, “Yr wyt yn fy nghyfarwyddo, Arglwydd Brantley. Ie, dyna sydd orau.”
picking up the assorted tray of food and offered toward where she last knew he was, “Please, Lord Brantley, make yourself at home. Can I get you anything?”
He slowly took the try out of her hands, to not startle her, and put it aside. He then replied softly. “Yes, you can give me your hands. I have a gift for you.” He said, finally being able to give her the gift that’s been laying in his pocket all this while.
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