𝓜𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓞𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓪, 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 | 𝓑𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓸𝓷
Bridgerton x Holmes
Octavia Eudoria Holmes, younger sister of the renowned detective Sherlock Holmes, and the eldest daughter. That being the only thing she has...
Selcouth- when everything feels strange and different
Octavia pov.
April 10 1813
My eyes widened as we all say in unison "your majesty"
"Lord Mycroft Holmes," Lady Danbury says referring to Mycroft. "Detective Sherlock Holmes" "Lady Octavia Holmes" "And miss Enola Holmes," she tells her majesty
"Stunning. Are you debuting this season?" The queen asks my little sister.
"Thank you, your Majesty. And yes I am" she tells her, giving a curtsy.
"You are most beautiful, miss Octavia. Are you debuting this season?" she turns and asks me.
"You are most kind, your majesty. But no I'm afraid I'm not" I inform her,
"How old are you?" her majesty questions.
"Four and twenty"
"Do you not wish to marry, you are a fine young lady"
"I care about my sister, and I want her to marry. I will think about myself after she has found a love match" I smile at the queen and then at my sister.
We excuse ourselves, as we walk up to the Bridgertons.
"Octavia, so good to see you" Viscountess Bridgerton exclaims, kissing both my cheeks.
"And I you" I respond repeating her actions.
I look at the four eldest Bridgertons and smile at them.
"And who are those to men" Lady Bridgerton implores, reffing to my brother talking to my sister and lady Danbury.
"Those are my brothers: Mycroft and Sherlock" I laugh slightly and motion for them to come over here.
"Brothers, these are the Bridgertons" Enola comments walking over to us, she is holding Sherlock's hand before turning around leaving Sherlock to walk alone to get Mycroft.
Sherlock walks up and stands next to me.
"Detective Holmes, it is a pleasure to meet you," Miss Bridgerton tells him with a smile.
"And you too, miss Bridgerton" he states rather simply.
"Viscount Anthony Brid-" Anthony gets cut off by the sound of someone lightly shouting.
It's Simon.
Dramatic entrance, as to be expected.
Simon runs across the ballroom and greets the queen. Before running over to my brother and hugging him.
"Holmes, you back in town" he states pulling away from the hug.
"Indeed I am" my brother responds smiling.
"Miss Bridgerton. Bridgerton!" Simon greets her before being the eldest Bridgerton into a hug. "Is Mycroft here too?"
I nod my head, and as if on cue Enola returns with Mycroft.
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I am stood off to the side with Benedict,
"Thank you for last night... with Hyacinth" he speaks up looking at me.
"Honestly it was nothing. how did it go" I respond smiling, before taking a sip of my drink and speaking again.
"Rather well, I did not know she could paint, so thank you again." He enlightens me as he lifts my hand and places a small kiss on it.
"You are most welcome Mr Bridgerton." I smile as my cheeks turn a French pink.
He notices the light blush that has appeared on my cheeks, and smiles. "Benedict, you may call me Benedict," he lets out.
"Ok, Mr Benedict, you can call me Octavia" I laugh.
He laughs back, "miss Octavia would you like to dance?"
"I would"
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Kit- Benedict Cinderella- Octavia
(pretend everyone else is dancing)
As we dance to the orchestra, he stares at me, I tilt my head to the side giving him a confused look yet smiling.
Before any words can be said, my eldest brother interrupts.
"May I cut in?" he questions looking at the second eldest Bridgerton. Benedict nods his head at him and smiles at me bowing his head and walking away.
"Sister, we haven't had the chance to talk yet. How have you been?" he raises a question, as the harmony changes playing a new song.
"You yearn to know how I have been for the past ten and six years (16)" I respond in a rather annoyed tone.
"Oh come on Avia" he responds using the nickname that has not been said for those past years.
"Do not talk to me like you have been there for me or Enola" I exclaim quietly so the ballroom couldn't hear me.
I hear the song finish and instantly walk outside for some fresh air.
"Sister" I hear someone shout, I turn around to face one of my brothers and see Sherlock.
"What brother?" I answer, spinning on my heel to face him, my jadesheen dress twirling in the light wind of a late summer evening.
"Come back inside, Av', please" he begs walking over to me, to hold my hand.
I take his hand and we walk back inside, past the whispering ton and into the ballroom.
We take a glance around the room and spot our sibling plus Simon with the Bridgerton family.
"Is she ok now?" Simon whispers to my second eldest brother as he stands next to him.
"Excuse us," Sherlock declares to the group walking off with Simon and Mycroft.
"Are you two attending the lake ball?" the viscountess Bridgerton raises a question.
"Yes, we shall but I haven't brought it up with my brothers yet. That is tonight's discussion" I answer her question as a adjust my dress and posture.
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It was nearly midnight and the ball was due to finish now. Everyone was slowly leaving.
I was practically falling asleep on Sherlock's arm. Enola and Mycroft left a while back as she was feeling rather tired.
I step into the carriage, and as soon as I sat down, the sooner I fell somnolent. (sleep)
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I am soooooo sorry for not posting in nearly a month. I have been suffering with writer's block. But half term starts in two days tho so more chapters then.
