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.:Name:. Daphne Caroline Amelia Basset (neé Bridgerton).

.:Nickname:. Daff to those in her inner circle.

.:Rank:. Duchess.

.:Age:. 22.

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.:Physical Appearance:. As though copied from a mold, Daphne is instantly recognizable as a Bridgerton: from the soft chestnut hair, to the smile tucked into the corner of her mouth, to the set of her chin. Fine-boned and small, a less determined, less headstrong woman might be called dainty. Those who know of her right hook would never think to call her so and strongly urge anyone would would consider it to think otherwise.

.:Height:. 5'5.

.:Portrayed by:. Phoebe Dynevor.

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.:Personality:. Kind, loving, caring: these are all words that everyone uses to describe Daphne. She is unafraid to show affection, indeed, she would rather allow such feelings to live in the open and blossom like a flower, rather than wither in the dark. Not to mention the fact that she finds concealing her emotions to be exhausting. This has occasionally proven to be her downfall, as many are unused to seeing a woman put on such “displays.” She often finds herself wondering aloud or to others why it is that men find it easier to hide such things. Her emotions can get the better of her, driving her to the point of selfishness in order to seek accomplishment of goals she truly strives for. Sometimes this is to the detriment of all other things, including good sense and morality.

Like many young women of good breeding, Daphne was tutored by a governess in all manner of lessons, from arithmetic to deportment. Unlike some, she found herself enjoying this education, not as much as her sisters Eloise or Hyacinth, but enough that on nights when she is unable to sleep, she curls up with a book of history.

Also like many young women of good breeding, Daphne knows little about desire and even less about the opposite sex. At least, she knew little before her wedding night. Her naïveté has proved to be an embarrassment and a source of anger for her over and over again, and she is desperate to learn. Her husband is helping her to fill in the gaps, but there are times when even his instruction leaves her feeling frustratingly uninformed.

.:Skills:. Dancing, horseback riding, basic medical treatment (she does have four brothers and a husband with a penchant for boxing).

.:Weaknesses:. Competitive. Wears her heart on her sleeve. Selfish. Headstrong. The kitchen stove.

| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |

.:Birthplace:. Aubrey Hall, Kent.

.:Family:. One dearly departed father, Edmund. One loving, if sometimes meddling mother, Violet. Brothers Anthony, Benedict, Colin and Gregory. Sisters Eloise, Francesca, and Hyacinth. One devilishly debonaire former rake she is proud to call her husband, Simon Basset, Duke of Hastings. No children… yet.

.:Occupation:. Duchess.

.:History:.Daphne Basset has never wanted for love, that is certain. Born the fourth of eight children, she has always been surrounded by a family that not only spends time together, but enjoys such activities. As a young girl, her family often left London for long periods of time, preferring to spend their days in the luscious beauty of their country seat at Aubrey Hall rather than brave the gossip-filled streets of London. There, amongst the greenery of the gardens, she learned to ride and play, causing no end of cries for her mother when she inevitably came back mud-caked from her frolicking. Never one to treat any of his children differently, her father, Edmund, allowed her to ride on his shoulders as soon as she was old enough to hold herself upright. She learned to pick berries, and smell leaves after the rain, and feel the too-rare sun on her face. And then her father suddenly died.

Daphne was ten.

Despite this rather tragic event, Daphne has always been provided with strong, if sometimes misguided, role models from her vivacious and doting mother, Violet, to her oldest brother, Anthony. As the oldest sister, she has always cared for her siblings, providing a soothing shoulder or a soft kerchief to dry tears. It is her to whom they turn for a scratch or a skinned knee.

This provided her with the foundation upon which the entire purpose of her life has been built: finding a loving husband and raising a family of her own. As her sister, Eloise, likes to point out, she has been “readying her whole life” to find a match.

At twelve, she told her mother that she wanted to find a love as great as the one that Violet and Edmund had shared.

At thirteen, she heard unkind remarks from behind (to this day she would swear it was Lady Cowper) about how the angles of her elbows and knees, likening her to the most ungainly of storks.

At sixteen, a young man dared to tell her that she would never be seen as more than a friend. She would never be a sparkling beauty, with her bosom just a bit too small, her mouth just a bit too wide, and her looks just a bit too… normal.

And then she was presented at court, and suddenly the whole of the ton knew her name. Knew what a beauty, what a catch she was. Because the Queen deigned to call her flawless.

It was only a matter of time before she wed.

Yet, she managed to marry her own way. After accosting a handsome stranger while fleeing a suitor, she discovered that the man was a friend of Anthony’s. And the Duke of Hastings. The first discovery was significantly more important than the second, as it placed the man squarely into the category of rake, a category whole unsuited to her desire for a love match. Still, her heart had fought her head and won (with a great deal of inadvertent help from Desire). Now, Simon Arthur Henry FitzRanulph Basset is her husband. Now she can start to make a family of her own. And maybe learn something about passion along the way.

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