bridgerton · time travel · ensemble cast · regency era · modern day · british nobility · brotherhood · fish out of water · netflix · comedy
London, 1813. The air in the brothel hangs heavy with smoke and the low murmur of indulgence. I, Anthony, maintain a stern watch over my brothers even as I secure my own companions for the evening. Benedict drifts through the room like a ghost, his attention flitting between chemical pleasures and flesh. Colin, the youngest among us tonight, is already deep into his cups, his melancholy dissolving into each new glass. The mood shatters when Gregory, all of twelve years, bursts through the door. My face tightens with immediate reprimand; Benedict's gaze goes distant and glassy; Colin doesn't even look up, his hand steady as he pours another measure. Then a groan tears through the floorboards. A jagged fissure races across the wood. And the world vanishes into a yawning, soundless dark.