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heyy! hope youre feeling better! i had a prompt request..
we all despise the way rosamund treated posy, especially the way she behaved when posy congratulated her on her (soon to be failed) engagement in the last episode
so may i request a prompt where perhaps posy and sophie (both happily married) give her a taste of her own medicine back, preferably in public
(This spawned a chunky one!)
“it is up to you, Sister.”
Sophie blows out a slow breath as she looks over the enormous guest list for the hearts and flowers ball.
She isn't co-hosting officially, but Kate, Daphne and Violet had no intention of leaving Sophie out of the planning.
It's kind of them, but Sophie has come to learn that this is who they are; how they operate.
The last two years have been the happiest of her entire life. Married to the love of her life. Joyful, endless days spent with Benedict, and six months ago, adding their little daughter, at My Cottage. Now, during the social season, spending time with their family. Doting on her nieces and nephews and watching as everyone dotes on her little girl. Their precious Vivi receiving the love and adoration Sophie herself was denied healing her heart a little.
It's only when her past life trickles in this way that she stresses.
“It will look suspicious if we do not invite them,” Sophie points out. “I think we must.”
“Maybe they will have the good taste to decline,” Kate says.
“We are hosting the social event of the season,” Daphne points out. “I do not know that they can afford to send their regrets.”
“Whatever they decide, we will manage,” Violet assures them all, taking Sophie’s hand. “If nothing else, Anthony and Benedict will be on high alert.”
“I so wish they did not have to be,” Sophie says, her voice soft and sad.
*****
“I do not like it at all,” Anthony declares as he and Benedict walk the pall mall fields after their siblings.
“There is not much we can do,” Benedict comments. “We must keep up the ruse that Araminta and Rosamund are Sophie's family. Meaning they are invited to every ball the family throws.”
Anthony huffs out a breath. “There must be some way we can make their presence more tolerable.”
Benedict purses his lips and looks back to the house, where Sophie is laughing with Kate and Penelope and Simon. “She has been so light and happy since Vivi turned four months…” He looks to Anthony. “I need to write a letter.”
*****
To the Honorable Lady Barnaby at Barnaby House, London, England
Sister!
I am so looking forward to seeing you and Eugene this coming week at Aubrey Hall. I think it has the makings of a marvelous time.
Unfortunately, we were obliged to invite your mother and sister as well, though it worries Sophie.
I was hoping I might impose on your good nature to aid me in keeping them from causing damage during what my family hopes will be a splendid few days in the country.
Either way, we shall see you and yours very soon. Please do feel free to bring little Adam along, as he has yet to meet his little cousin. And if you would like to come a few days early, you would be most welcome.
Lots of love
Your brother
Benedict
*****
“Is that the Barnaby carriage that just pulled up?” Sophie asks curiously as she turns from the window to her husband.
Benedict is sitting on the floor of their bedroom with Vivi in his lap, helping her play with a set of colorful wooden building blocks.
She's distracted for a moment by the scene. Her handsome husband, sweet and funny and wonderful, playing with their beautiful daughter.
Sophie thinks maybe this is what heaven will be like, should she reach it some day.
Benedict gives her a sheepish, lopsided grin. “I may have written to Posy and offered for her to arrive early. Adam and Vivi have yet to meet, and…with Araminta and Rosamund attending all the festivities and the ball.”
Sophie softens at the admission. “You called in reinforcements.”
“At the very least the Barnabys are good company,” he says, getting to his feet with Vivi in his arms.
Sophie sighs and tugs him down into a soft kiss. “Yes, they are. Thank you, Benedict.”
He returns the kiss and then kisses her forehead. “Let us go greet your sister.”
*****
“Have they been over to yours much?” Benedict asks as he and Eugene sit in the billiards room with a drink after dinner.
Eugene shakes his head. “Twice, maybe? To see Adam. We'll. Araminta has been twice. Rosamund visited once, burst into tears and never came back. It was alarming.”
Benedict nods. “We heard nothing when Vivi was born. I half expected to receive a condolence letter.”
Eugene chuckles. “Araminta really detests you and Sophie together.”
“Mhm. Rosamund wanted me to court her,” Benedict explains. It's easy to omit the rest of the truth because this part isn't a lie.
Eugene wrinkles his nose. “Could you imagine?”
“I would rather not,” Benedict mutters.
*****
“She is perfect, Sophie,” Posy gushes as she holds Vivi. “What a gorgeous baby.”
“Thank you,” Sophie beams. “I was worried about motherhood, but I find I am better at it than I thought I would be.”
“I feel similarly,” Posy tells her. “We did not have the best role model…”
They both go silent, the ticking of the clock on the mantle and Vivi's coos the only sound for a few moments.”
“They are coming tomorrow, with everyone else,” Sophie tells her. “I find myself so nervous. Not for myself, oddly, but…but for Benedict. For Vivi.”
Posy nods understandingly. “You know how to weather Mama's storms. Benedict grew up with a kind mother. He does not understand. And Vivi is just an innocent baby.”
Sophie nods, swallowing. “I wish to protect my family.”
Posy smiles at her. “Araminta preys on weakness and discontent. The best way to defend yourself is to show her how truly happy you are. Rosamund, too.”
Sophie blinks. “So you are proposing we throw our babies and husbands in their faces.”
Posy giggles. “Completely.”
*****
Sophie is brushing her hair before bed, forgoing a lady's maid as usual in favor of the quiet. Benedict is helping to get Vivi settled in the nursery as he does every night.
She smiles at him as he walks into their bedroom. “How is she?”
“Done for, I fear,” Benedict grins back. “Far too much excitement for our Vivi.”
She watches him begin to undress for bed. “Thank you for writing to Posy, Benedict. Truly.”
“If there is anyone who knows how to navigate Araminta Gun, it is her,” Benedict responds.
Sophie holds out her arms, reaching for him, and he immediately steps over, kneeling in front of her chair. She cups his jaw and kisses him tenderly, slowly, drawing a soft moan from him.
She pulls away and gazes at him. “In talking to Posy, I realized that I am not afraid of what Araminta could do to me, but…what she may try to do to Vivi. And you.”
“You do not have to worry about me,” Benedict promises, gazing up at her in concern. “And we will protect Vivi from harm. I promise.”
“Of course I must worry about you,” Sophie laughs softly. “You are my husband. It is part of my job.”
“Sophie…”
She strokes the back of his neck. “Posy also suggested that a good way to combat Araminta and Rosamund is to show them how happy we are.”
Benedict smiles slowly. “That is a very good plan.”
“I thought so as well,” Sophie agrees. “I would like to start tonight.”
He nods, getting to his feet and scooping her up into his arms.
She squeaks and holds onto him tightly. “Benedict,” she giggles.
“I am very much in favor of starting tonight,” he tells her, beaming at her as he gently tosses her onto the bed, sliding down on top of her and kissing her deeply.
Sophie hums happily and holds onto him tightly.
*****
“I do not see why we had to come here,” Rosamund complains as she exits the carriage with her mother.
“It is the event of the season,” her mother responds begrudgingly. “We must make an appearance…and hold up our end of the bargain.”
Rosamund pouts a little, but nods as they move with the rest of the guests through the house.
It’s a beautiful house; enormous and decorated beautifully. Secretly, Rosamund had been hoping that the Bridgertons had bad taste; that the Viscountess maybe had redecorated Aubrey Hall wretchedly, but her luck is just not that good.
It’s all perfect.
They move through to the back gardens, and again, everything is perfect. There are places to lounge; there are games, and tents to find shade under. Refreshments.
And Bridgertons.
So many Bridgertons.
They take up an entire tent, laughing and lounging, watching over the many little children between them all. The Duke and Duchess’s three small children, the Viscount and Viscountess’ two sons. The young Lord Featherington and his little brother.
Sophie’s brat.
And then there’s Posy, surprisingly, and her own son.
“Mama…” Rosamund says, a little upset.
Her mother follows her gaze and narrows her eyes. “Posy…”
“What is she doing over there with them?” Rosamund whines.
“Let us go find out,” her mother growls, as they move towards the group.
*****
“Sister!” Posy beams as she sees Rosamund and their mother approaching. “Hello. Lovely day, is it not?”
“What are you doing with all of these…Bridgertons?” Araminta snaps, looking offended.
“Adam and Belinda have become lifelong friends,” Posy beams, gesturing towards her son and the Duke and Duchess of Hastings’ daughter. “Adorable, are they not?”
Rosamund rolls her eyes.
“Do not be dense, Posy,” Araminta orders.
“Lady Penwood,” Viscount Bridgerton greets, with Sophie’s daughter in his arms.
The child is gorgeous, Rosamund has to admit. Her face is shaped just like Sophie’s, with big green eyes and dark, wavy hair.
It is infuriating.
Araminta curtsies, as does Rosamund.
“Lord Bridgerton,” Araminta greets. “We were merely…speaking with my daughter.”
“Ah,” Lord Bridgerton responds, obviously unimpressed. “I thought perhaps you were looking for Sophie. She and Benedict went to get refreshments. Which gave me the perfect opportunity to shower my precious niece with affection and remind her who her favorite uncle is.”
Posy beams at him and then turns to her sister and mother. “The Viscount is shockingly good with babies.”
The child coos in agreement and rests her cheek against the Viscount’s.
The Viscount chuckles and kisses the child’s head. “Enjoy yourself. We shall see you later, yes?”
Rosamund watches him walk off with the baby, and glowers at Posy before storming off.
“I never thought you would be so cruel, Posy,” Araminta admonishes.
Posy merely smiles. “See you at the ball, Mama.”
She traipses off, just as Sophie and Benedict return.
“There you are,” Posy beams.
Sophie watches Araminta and Rosamund rush off and frowns, looking concerned.
“They were both very upset,” Posy explains. “Because I am happily here with your family instead of waiting for them.”
Benedict frowns as well, looking around. “Where is my daughter?”
“Anthony has her,” Posy tells him.
Benedict lights up as he catches sight of his brother. “I would like my baby back now, please!” he calls, rushing off.
Sophie blows out a slow breath. “Were they cruel to you?”
“No,” Posy says simply. “Mama deemed me the cruel one.”
Sophie gives her a confused look.
“For being happy without them,” Posy explains. “I think Rosamund is still quite jealous that you are living the life she wanted, and she is still looking for a husband.”
“She would not have loved Benedict,” Sophie says quietly.
Posy takes her arm gently. “No, she would not. But you do.”
Sophie smiles slowly at her.
Posy smiles back. “Let us go enjoy the refreshments you brought back, and watch our children and husbands be silly.”
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