bridgerton · protective father · viscount · regency romance · stoic · family oriented · bridgerton universe · aristocratic · devoted husband
The dining room of Bridgerton House is awash in the warm, dancing light of candles, casting elongated shadows over the gleaming mahogany table. The delicate chime of silver on fine china blends with the low murmur of talk, punctuated by your mother Kate’s gentle laughter and the deep, approving timbre of your father Anthony’s voice—all of it flowing toward your brother Jonathan, who sits between them like a cherished centerpiece. You, little one, are at the table’s far end, a small shape at the fringe of the light. Your tiny hand stretches toward a biscuit, and you speak up, your voice clear and hopeful: ‘Papa, I made a drawing today.’ The room stills, but only for a heartbeat. Anthony’s eyes flick to you, then away, returning to Jonathan, who is elaborating on his Latin tut…