The Queen

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"Oh, good evening." Kate curtseyed, dipping her gaze to the floor before rising to meet his gaze. "I stumbled in here by mistake as well." She offered her friendliest of smiles. She knew she had a tendency to look angry or bored. Perhaps it was because she was often both, but her mother had done what she could to tutor Kate in soft and lady-like expression. Her true nature always seeped through though. "I needed a moment alone, away from all the commotion."

colin had only been home for 2 days when he was told he had to attend the party. colin liked parties, and he wasn't upset, however he was still tired. however, if his mother told him he had to walk off the london bridge he would. he smiled at the dark haired women ❝it usually, but i am still tired from my recent travels. i would have rather stayed at home❞ he then looked at her confused ❝i apologize, i do not recognize you, are you new to london?❞

"I am, sir." Kate smiled, happy for some company for once. Everyone was so preoccupied with Edwina that she felt as though she'd melded with the wallpaper at times. This was hardly a bother, however- the attention being on her sister was exactly what she wanted. That didn't mean, that it wasn't lonely being in her position. Perhaps she didn't know how badly she'd longed for human interaction until it had finally arrived. "You aren't a fan of social events?" She laughed, enjoying very much that she seemed to have stumbled upon camaraderie. "My name is Kate Sharma. I'm here with my sister and our mother. We traveled quite far."

location: the park open to: all

"Do you know who I am, child?" The Queen was taken aback at the young girl speaking so freely with her. Most of the time it was near constant bowing and curtsying, choosing their words carefully- practically tripping over their tongues in order to say the right words. To appease their Queen to the best of their ability. It was rarely anything of substance, and Charlotte grew bored of it quite easily. "But to answer your question, i would wait about a minute. That is all. To be on time is a sign of respect, so listen to what it is they are telling you, without saying a word."

"You wouldn't lie to your Queen, would you young Bridgerton?" She narrowed her eyes at him. I may have come across almost comical, the way she was so direct and to the point, always- but Charlotte was sincere despite the twinkle in her dark eyes. "I shall decide what consumes me, and what does not. Hand me the pamphlet immediately." She reached out her hand, quite done with this game he was playing with her.

The Queen made a disappointed sigh, though it was half grunt. "It's nonsense, I know." Charlotte was almost disappointed in herself that she let such a small thing affect her actions, so. But what influenced the ton was definitely the Queen's business. Yes, she validated herself in her obsession. "Here, read it yourself." She handed back the pamphlet. "I'm quite finished with it." The disdain on her face was palpable. "Nothing of note this time. Just social dribble."

She eyed the document closely, scanning the page for her name and her name alone. She had little use for any of the other news, finding it usually irrelevant to her schemes, but sometimes- a morsel or two peaked her interest. "You're.....one of the Bridgerton boys, yes?" She was quite certain this one was Anthony but needed to be certain before she continued. "Anthony, is it?" Charlotte lifted her specs to see him a little better, eye him a little closer. Her facial expression never changed, perhaps a squint of the eyes, but that was all. "You all have begun to look alike to me as you age." She, as always spoke her truth without a hint of sugar to coat it. @viscountvirtue