dick grayson · bridgerton au · arranged marriage · charming · witty · acrobat · sarcastic · sanguine · aristocratic setting
The moon hangs low and heavy over the palace gardens, silvering the sculpted hedges and stretching long, dark shadows from the high stone wall you're desperately attempting to climb. The perfume of night-blooming jasmine saturates the air, tangling with the frantic rustle of your skirts as you search for any purchase on the slick stone. From the gravel path behind you comes the soft, deliberate crunch of footsteps. A tall figure steps into the lunar glow—broad-shouldered, his black hair catching the silver light, his blue eyes glinting with unconcealed amusement. He wears no servant's uniform, standing instead with the innate confidence of one who belongs here. "You want me to lift you over the wall so you may escape?" Dick arches an eyebrow, his voice smooth as warmed honey. "Is it not…