Bridgerton | Sign Ups and Chat

[Kristi]

@raviola

i be like whats up

@raviola

His sentence sounded like he was speaking about her, but he did not use her name. Instead, he used the word “gold.” And she laughed slightly, picking up on what he said, and she felt uniquely flattered. Many times, boys had tried to tell her that she was sweet, soft, or delightful, but none of those compliments, although sincere, really pertained to her.

nah it was actually about real gold

@raviola

wanted to take her away, like a bird from its nest. But she couldn’t help but observe his unintentional hypocrisy. Although the Marquis did not despise Harrison like he did Archibald, there was still no presence of approval. She wondered if maybe her father was wrong about this one.

yes and no, sadly harrison has a bastard so daddy might not approve

@raviola

“But you didn’t.” Azucena interrupted, explaining her thought. “In a way, it was my intention to bore you… If my mother would not allow me to leave you, then I had figured I could find a way for you to leave me. How wrong I had been.” She scoffed lightly, laughing at herself. “Because perhaps if I had gone according to mother’s plan, you would not have to spend money buying gifts, and bidding for my affection.” Azucena smiled slyly, implying their possible marriage.

ooh ok girl

you like my gifts

@raviola

“Harrison, I cannot believe how you experienced so much. And I’m sorry for the grief and slander you experienced as a result, but I feel inspired hearing your tale.” She grinned, moving on from their apologies, then inquired, searching for more pieces to visualize. “Tell me, when was the last time you visited your orphanage?”

good question

@raviola

“Harry,” She said, calling him by his old nickname as if it were 1809 once more. “Do you remember when we were stargazing, and you asked me why I thought we may have been so lucky to witness that meteor?” Azucena’s hazel eyes twinkled, and she let herself break her barrier, and reach out to him; gently caressing Harrison’s cheek.

aww