The Viscount
"I have finally determined
the difficulty . . . love itself."
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Oct 11, 2022 17:35:04 GMT
Tag: @kitty i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU
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a moment of weakness
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2022 18:48:43 GMT
prompt: your muse has been beaten badly and is in bad shape, mine happens to find them. Gentlemen of the ton had a tendency to get in a little over their heads, to get involved in things that would only come back to bite them eventually. While Kitty knew fine well that there was a lot that went on at the soirees she attended that might be considered untoward, the gambling she chose to partake in never went far enough to get anybody hurt. There were, she knew, a lot of dangerous people within London, both those outside of high society, and plenty within it, hiding in plain sight, pretending like all was well by day. It would hardly be the first time some gentlemen or other had been dragged outside and beaten, though she hadn't expected to come across the eldest Bridgerton brother in such a state. While she wouldn't claim to know the family particularly well, she knew they were respectable enough, couldn't quite envision Anthony doing anything to piss people off to such a degree. Alarmed, and perhaps a little on edge (what was stopping the attackers from returning?), she inched closer, eyeing a particularly nasty looking bruise. "What on earth happened here?" [attr="class","mizocredit"] [newclass=.mizocredit a]font:bold 6pt calibri;letter-spacing:1px;color:#b5d1f1;[/newclass]
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