Daphne Basset (nee Bridgerton)

[Daphne Basset]

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.:Name:. Daphne Basset (Bridgerton)

.:Nick Name:. Daph

.:Rank:. Duchess/Lady

.:Age:. Twenty Two

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.:Physical Appearance:. Daphne Basset nee Bridgerton was everything a proper young lady should be. Standing at approximately five foot five, an average height for a woman of the Ton. Slender frame always immaculately dressed, keeping up with the current fashions of the Ton.



Likes most Bridgerton siblings, she also inherited the deep brown eyes and hair. Her hair appearing chestnut in the rays of the sun. Daphne being a duchess is always seen dressed appropriately, jewlery adorning her ears and neck, and occasionally her hair, which always styled beautifully by her lady’s maid Rose.



.:Height:. 5"5

.:Portrayed by:. Pheobe Dynevor

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.:Personality:. Daphne is an impeccably bought up young lady, what a lady- a duchess, should be. Gracious, perfect and poised on the outside, and in the eyes of the Ton, and the rest of London society. She is fair and forgiving. Always willing to extend a forgiving hand (when the time is right!) and is often a voice of reason among her younger siblings, and even occasionally her older brothers. When she believes in something, she is steadfast in that belief, and is not afraid to voice that opinion, warranted or not.



Daphne raised to be just like her mother. A lady of the house, growing up she has longed for a family and children of her own. Her own home where she can hold functions and maintain. One of her greatest strengths is navigating the politics of the Ton, something she learned a great deal from her mother.



.:Skills:. Navigating the Ton, piano (music in general but is very skilled at the piano), fair/voice of reason, conversationalist, avid reader.

.:Weaknesses:. Stubborness, impatient, meddlesome, naive, opinionated.

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.:Birthplace:.   Aubrey Hall

.:Family:. Bridgertons & Bassets.

Simon Basset- Husband
Augie Basset- Son

Parents
Violet Bridgerton- Mother
Edmund Bridgerton- Father

Siblings
Anthony Bridgerton
Benedict Bridgerton
Colin Bridgerton
Eloise Bridgerton
Francesca Bridgerton
Gregory Bridgerton
Hyacinth Bridgerton

.:Occupation:. Duchess of Hastings

.:History:.
Daphne Basset, formerly Bridgerton was born in 1792 at Aubrey Hall, London. The fourth child to Violet & Edmund Bridgerton, and their first daughter. Her older brothers Anthony, Benedict and Colin… named in order of the alphabet. Naturally she was doted upon being the first daughter by her father. Though her mother expected much more from her being their first daughter. She was raised to be the perfect, proper young lady.

Taught how to walk, talk sit, stand, eat dress befitting that of a woman in their social standing. The Bridgerton Family was well respected in Mayfair, London. Her family hold the title and lands of Vicount of Aubrey Hall. Her childhood was a good one, growing up in Aubrey Hall with her brothers. Growing up with three older brothers, all with their own ideas of protection.

Daphne was three when her mother expected another child, nine months later when Daphne was four, Eloise was born. Eloise grew up to be very different from Daphne, this shown in their clash of personalities, even to this day, they can share strong words. A year later their mother had child number 6, another daughter named Francesca. Francesca took after Daphne, wanted a family to call her own one day.

Gregory and Hyacinth were the last children born to the Bridgerton family. Close to each other in age they grew up closer than any of the other Bridgerton siblings. However their family wasn’t perfect. When Daphne was only twelve, her mother pregnant with Hyacinth, disaster struck the family. Completely unexpectedly, their father felled by a bee sting.

He was returning to the hall with Anthony, when he stopped to pick some flowers for his wife and daughters, when a bee stung his neck. Having was would be known today as an allergic reaction, his throat closing, unable to breathe. Anthony screaming for help, is what Daphne could hear over her piano playing, always practising in hopes that one day she would be perfect. She, along with her other siblings. Francesca and Eloise already gathered at the door.

Stepping out onto the front steps of the manor, catching the sight. Their father on the ground, cradled by their mother. Mother crying with grief as her husband took his last breaths in her arms. Anthony, equally stricken, was roused back to reality by his mother, commanding him to move the children from the yard. The younger ones already in tears, herded inside by their eldest brother: the new Lord Bridgerton.

The stress of the grief bought on her labours earlier than expected with Hyacinth. The labour was a hard one, things were not going well. Her mothers pained screams reverberated throughout the house. Daphne sat in a room with her younger sisters, singing, loudly enough to drown out her mother’s screams to sooth Eloise and Francesca. Looking after Gregory who was still but a young baby.

After troubled labours Violet had a new daughter, and her last. The one who would never know her father. Instead she would have to grow to know him through the stories and the memories of her siblings. Ten years later, when Daphne was twenty one, she emerged into Society as a lady of marriageable age. She could have emerged years ago, sixteen was the minimum age. It was thrown around that Eloise emerge with her, and her best friend Penelope, but Eloise convinced her mother to wait another year and thus Daphne made her debut into society alone.

The day of her debut came and the night before Daphne could hardly sleep with the butterflies fluttering in the stomach. From both nerves and excitement. Rose, her ladies maid, worked her magic with her makeup and hair that you could hardly notice her night without her beauty sleep. The morning of her debut she was readying herself in her room. Gloves just about to slip over her arms when she heard Eloise’s demanding shout shake the walls of their city house demanding that she make haste.

Dressed in a white gown, decorated with golden thread work gracefully embroidered throughout the dress. Across the arms, bodice, and lower half of her a- line silken gown. Her hair plated and wrapped around the golden tiara which adorned her features. A soft feather, placed in her hair only moments before her debut. She walked through the ball room, her steps slow and intent, her mother only steps behind her, curtsying low, gracefully to Queen Charlotte. Her head dipped in respect. She remained there until the queen would allow her to move.

She heard movement from the queen and in moments the queen placed her fingers underneath her chin, and Daphne rose to her feet as the queen complimented her to be ‘flawless’. Barely able to contain her smile, as she curtsied low again her mother warning her to keep smiling, as everyone was watching. Now more than ever.

The next morning they woke to a scandal sheet, Lady Whistledown where she was named this seasons incomparable, the queens diamond of the season. Her first social function was at the Danbury Ball, held by Lady Danbury. She attended with her mother and eldest brother. Many a suitor approached her hoping for a word, a chance to gain her affections, but were quickly sent off, tails usually between their legs, by Anthony who aired their dirty laundry for her to hear.

When she grew tired, her brother a glaring shadow keeping everyone at bay from even offering her a dance. She excused herself from his company and went to retrieve some refreshment. It was at the table when she was pulled into conversation by Nigel Berbrooke. Instantly afraid, as his attentions were the last attentions that she wanted, she excused herself again to go back to her brother and fled, which is when she first met the duke, Simon Basset. Using him as a means to avoid talking with Nigel, and it was her brother who initially introduced him to her.

When it began to have an affect on her prospects she took matters into her own hands. The scandal sheet noting more and more the lack of callers at her home. With than she rose with Anthony one afternoon and begged him to take a step back, so she might try and find a husband for herself.

At the second ball, her brother announced he had accepted a proposal on her behalf to Lord Berbrooke. Outraged she fled from the party into the gardens. Nigel somehow found her out there, and Daphne confirmed for him that she would never marry him. Nigel roughly put his hands on her, as she alarmingly tried to step back from him, demanding what he was doing. When he began to get too rough she demanded he let her go, and when he didn’t she raised her fist and thrust it at his face, and in moments he was unconscious on the ground. Simon rushing to aid her and immediately realised that she didn’t need his aid. It was then they concocted a scheme. They returned to the party where she danced with Simon, their scheme blooming into fruition. They would pretend to be courting each other. In doing so it would bring suitor after suitor for her door, and keep the mothers from foisting their daughters onto him.

The scheme worked well, too well. What started out as a scheme eventually turned into affections. At one of the many balls Daphne found herself in the gardens for fresh air. Simon had followed her out and they made their affections clear in that garden. Shared a heated kiss, when they were discovered by Anthony. Violently he punched the duke, and demanded that he marry Daphne. When he refused and would rather partake in a dangerous duel issued by her brother which could cost him his life rather than marry her.

Anthony removed her from the party, claiming she had a headache and returned her home. Dawn neared and she couldn’t sleep, pacing in her room she continued to watch as the sun started to creep through the trees. Managing to get the information of where they were to duel out of Colin, she rode out there, Colin close behind as she galloped straight into the middle the duel. Her horse bucking and knocking her to the ground.

She spoke with Simon, begging him to reconsider, that their activities in the gardens had been witnessed. That if he did not, she would be ruined. Simon revealed then they their marriage would not lead to children, to a family. That their months of friendship one thing he grew to understand is that she wanted a family and children. Daphne faced with a choice she then accepted, and with it her dreams of children.

Only weeks later, with a special lisence, she wed Simon and became Daphne Basset, Duchess of Hastings. Their wedding night spent in an inn, they consummated their marriage and revealed their true feelings to one another. Once they reached Clyvedon, they continued to consummate in many, many rooms in the house. Daphne thought that they could be enough. Simon would be enough. Until his betrayal came clear. It wasn’t that he couldn’t have children it was that he wouldn’t have children.

This broke her heart, and continued to when they returned back to London, and Daphne witnessed how Simon was with her youngest siblings. Daphne marvelled at why he would not want children, when he was so attentive toward her younger siblings. He would make a wonderful father, a point that Daphne made when she could. Alone once again at home Daphne finally got it out of him why he would not father a child. He made a promise to his father on his death bed, that the hastings line would end with him. That is what his father treasured above all else, the family line. It was the only way to get back at him for the life of misery he had caused him as a child.

Daphne understood but then faced him with another question: what vow would he choose to break? The vows he made to her as her husband or the one he made to his father, who was dead and gone, but still held such a large hold over his life? She left him with that question. Days and weeks past and she believed their marriage now to be in nothing but name. Hosting the final ball of the season at Clyvedon, falling back into their amicable friendship as they discussed their dances for the evening.

Off to the side of the dancefloor she discussed her relationship with her mother. As always, her mother’s words of wisdom sparked something within her. Her mother telling her that even her happy marriage with their father wasn’t without its trials and tribulations, but the fact they made the choice to love each other each and every day now bought her comfort each morning when she would wake alone.

The ball was a smashing success, until the rain fell on their dance floor, and everyone fled for shelter except for that of Daphne, who found the rain cleansing. Clearing her mind as Lady Danbury disbanded the party and Simon’s attention was on Daphne and she implored him to choose differently. To choose to be happy. That she was tired of pretending that she did not love him, even the parts that he believed to be too damaged or broken to anyone to ever love.

Together they decided to be happy, Simon choosing to be happy and accept a life full of love and laughter with not only his wife but his best friend. It was only a year later that they were blessed with their first child. In following her parents tradition of naming their children their first son was named Augie. Everything fell into place and life was incredibly good.

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