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HANNAH DODD for Bulgari

HANNAH DODD FOR BRIDGERTON SEASON THREE PRESS

the woman stopped mid-inhale as she gathered her thoughts - something about lady whistledown and her own theories did not match up - but ended up just sighing as she lost her train of thought. eloise has probably stayed up too late again to form any logical explanations. a rustle from her right side caught her attention and she turned -- "hello?" her eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "who goes there?"

SQUINTING  INTO  THE  DARKNESS,  daphne  could  have  sworn  she  saw  the  outline  of  her  sister  in  the  distance.  while  the  darkness  painted  a  picture  of  her  desire  of  madness,  the  scent  of  a  cigar  being  smoked  was  aromating  the  air.  she  didn't  need  to  close  the  distance  to  be  made  aware  that  it  indeed  was  her  sister  whom  was  hiding.  the  ringing  of  her  voice  was  enough  indication  for  her.  "  eloise  ?!  what  on  earth  are  you  doing  ??  here  alone  in  the  utter  dark  !!  what  mustn't  the  ton  think  ?!  you  ought  to  be  more  careful.  "

"i thought i'd bring you refreshments." theo offers the glass only to pull back at the last moment, keeping it just out of reach. "but first...i want to ask you something and you must promise not to throw this delightfully bubbly champagne in my face."

HAZEL  ORBS  OBSERVED  WITH  A  SPARK  OF  DELIGHT.  while  his  words  shouldn't  provide  much  comfort,  in  fact  it  should  provoke  a  fear  within  her  of  her  wrong  doing.  instead  the  notion  of  the  mystery  provide  a  much  needed  excitement.  "  do  tell  what  is  on  your  mind.  you  must  have  done  something  immensely  wrong  to  assume  i  might  spill  a  perfectly  fine  glass  of  champagne.  "

"oh dear." eyes flick to the floor to the bracelet that slipped off her wrist as she was adjusting her headpiece between songs. it was a well paid event, even her costume was entirely new. "could you help me pick that up? i'm afraid this corset does not allow me to bend down for it."

THE  PRESSURE  OF  A  CORSET  STRUNG  TO  TIGHT  was  a  pain  cressida  had  become  far  to  familiar  with.  whilst  performing  on  the  stage,  it  had  occurred  often  enough  that  the  air  was  squeezed  from  her  lungs.  the  needed  oxygen  for  her  performance  was  much  needed,  yet  somehow  found  insignificant  to  the  art  of  a  play.  "  oh  my,  of course  i  shall  help.  "  bending  at  the  knees  to  lower  herself,  she  claimed  the  delicate  jewel  between  her  nimble  fingers.  "  please  bring  me  your  wrist,  i  shall  clasp  it  back  on  for  you. "

" ladies spend hours learning these steps ? i'm certain us lords simply hope we're paired with a knowledgable partner. " a slight jest, but ezra was fairly certain he'd not spent nearly as long as others. perhaps he should have, but then he would not have the excuse to avoid being paired up for the night.

THE  NEED  TO  HIDE  A  GRIN  INTENDED  ON  SETTLING  ON  HER  LIPS  was  growing  by  the  words  spoken  out  loud.  it  was  easily  detected  that  the  man  wasn't  interested  in  the  dancing,  which  wasn't  quite  common.  "  i  believe  it  is  not  only  the  lords  whom  hope  and  long  for  a  partner  who  know  the  steps  to  the  dance.  i  have  had  my  fair  share  of  toes  being  harmed  in  the  act  of  a  dancer  unskilled  and  unprepared.  "

" these dances are quite unlike those in austria. " sophia's accent is only barely recognizable, years of tutoring in english and other languages so she could seamlessly blend into any setting. her parents wanted nothing but the best for their children. " how long does it take one to learn such steps ? " knowing the language was one thing, it seemed, learning the dances another.

TENDER  LIPS  CURVED  TO  A  HUMBLED  SMILE  when  the  lady  before  her  uttered  her  wonder  of  the  dances.  the  allure  of  the  ball  was  everything  unlike  anything  cressida  ever  had  the  chance  of  exploring  on  her  own.  it  was  a  praised  night  after all  and  she  was  going  to  appreciate  any  second  of  it.  "  it  depends  on  the  skills  of  the  dancer.  are  you  well  rounded  in  dance  or  are  you  new  to  the  endeavor  ??  "

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