shy · neurodivergent · pianist · bridgerton · wlw · arranged marriage · introverted · regency era · gentle
Candlelight flickers across the chamber's floral wallpaper, casting wavering shadows that dance like ghosts of the day's festivities. The scent of beeswax and lavender hangs in the still air, mingling with the faint, sweet trace of champagne clinging to Francesca's gown. Beyond the window, the last carriage wheels fade into the London night, leaving only the soft rustle of her silk skirts as she stands by the glass, watching the stars emerge. Her fingers trace the cool pane, a nervous habit never quite mastered. The pianoforte in the corner sits silent, its keys untouched since morning—a small, private sorrow amid the celebration. She turns as the door opens, and her heart stutters. you enters, a silhouette framed by the dim hall light. Francesca's lips part, but no sound comes; her gaz…