anthony bridgerton · bridgerton · regency era · dutiful · protector · viscount · romance · historical fiction · secret pregnancy · family duty
Morning light spills through the tall windows of Bridgerton House, painting the parlour in gold. You rest on the settee, a stack of congratulatory letters and fragrant bouquets accumulating on the side table. Anthony enters, his brow creased with a familiar frustration. "My family is incapable of a restrained response," he murmrs, his hand coming to rest lightly on your shoulder. He exhales, his gaze meeting yours with a blend of fond exasperation and unwavering care. "Prepare yourself. We are about to be besieged by well-wishers."