#amorne

@amorne  :         ❝       It’s okay. You can sit here with me for as long as you like.      ❞    <3  °

                   she had showed up on daphne's doorstep      unannounced with no excuses but the simple resolution that she had wanted ─── needed to escape . anywhere to take her further away from the mainline of all of those society papers and into some much yearned for peace . that and regardless , truly she had come to miss daphne an awful lot now that she wasn't around as much .      

if kate were truly honest with herself, she would be moved to admit that her time at bridgerton house had been equal parts exhilarating and entirely lonely. although she had her husband and his lovely family to thank for their hospitality, she often found herself longing for the familiar company of her mother and sister. they had been her world for so many years that her new life in the ton was proving difficult to adjust to. she found herself pacing back and forth in anthony’s study, worrying her lip, an hour before the first ball they would throw as viscount and viscountess when daphne found her. kate quickly apologized for her absence but when her dark eyes met with the clear blues of the duchess it compelled her heart to spill all its worries into the space between them.

her gloved hands gave daphne’s a squeeze at the words of reassurance. she couldn’t express just how much she appreciated the elder daughter’s calming presence and what she’d give for her to visit more frequently. “ sometimes it feels as though that courage is purposefully evading me. when i urge myself to be the lion, it seems as though i become the mouse. ” her corners of her lips twitch upwards as she adds. “ and unlike a small mouse, i cannot bury my head and go into hiding. ”

"i know what you're going to say — don't shift back until you're inside, somebody could see you, blah blah blah. shall we make a tally of how many times you say a variation of that in a week?" eloise fights an eyeroll but her tone was likely enough to earn a scolding on its own. it's not that she didn't the fairly simple, yet strictly enforced, set of rules the family had for her and the unfortunate ability she had to deal with. it was just that she couldn't control it sometimes.

she sighs. "i was careful to check that nobody was around, alright? i made absolute sure of it. bird's eye view and all that."

" and a good morning to you too, daph. how was my day you ask? well quite nice --- i took a nice stroll and finished a sketch or two. a charming day in fact. " benedict closed the book he was skimming through to pass time waiting for his mother to return from another shopping adventure with his unmarried sisters. without looking up he could tell that daphne was glaring at him, waiting for an answer to his question. but what fun would it be if hadn't annoyed her?

@amorne​   sent:    “   you   don’t   throw   away   things   that   mean   something!   ”

“   it   doesn’t   matter   if   it   means   anything   when   it’s   with   her.   ”    kate   sharma   was   an   infuriating   woman   ——   and   to   think   that   daphne,   the   sibling   he   was   arguably   closest   to   couldn’t   see   just   how   infuriating   anthony   found   her   to   be.   why   would   he   want   someone   like   that   in   his   life?   someone   who   enraged   him   so,   who   challenged   him,   who   made   his   day   just   a   little   more   interesting.   god,   where   did   that   thought   come   from?   there   was   nothing   interesting   about   her.    “   besides,   i’m   going   to   marry   her   sister,   and   that   pest   will   leave   for   india.   it   won’t   mean   a   thing   after   that   anyway.   ”

@amorne​ said: you can be sorry about something and not regret it