I thought I was Special?

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The day after the Featherton ball was the talk of the town. The beautiful fireworks and proposals by some had the whole of the ton in a frenzy. And Lady Whistledown was no exception. 

Dearest reader,

Congratulation to the Featheringtons on such a smashing dance last evening. The fireworks although stunning were nothing compared to the ones almost had between the third Bridgerton son and the  rather slippery Mr. Jack Featherington.  Apparently the Rubies that some have so willingly invested in are not quite the gems they were said to be. All that glitters is not gold...Or I guess Rubies in this particular case HA! Mind my chuckle but one has to laugh! 

After such a surpising show of splendid heroism by Mr. Colin Bridgerton, the monies will hopefully be returned or at least in part. But who knows!  And if he were not more perfect in his rescue of one Miss Penelope Featherington. But Gentle reader Whats to  be had? AS special as a girl might be...why then is she not good enough to catch the eye of a Bridergerton?  or as he quite so jovially put it : "Are you Mad? I would never dream of courting Penelope Featherington, not in you wildest fantasies!" Ouch. 

Well readers? Hero or Cad? I leave it to you! And here is hoping Miss Penelope has a salve for that rather unexpected burn from her so called friend in Bridgerton Blue.

Until next week,

Your ever watchful servant,

Lady Whistledown

As Portia Featherington enjoyed her tea and waited  for her girls to come to breakfast she read the leaflet once again. Well Harsh as it seemed it was better than she expected. Jacks scheme was outed now but they were seen as poor victims like the rest of the ton. And Thanks to the slight on Penelope no one should bother her for a while for hosting the thief. Oh what a stroke of good luck!

AS the girls came in all were happy, what a lovely ball of last evening, unsuspecting the juicy scandle that awaited their eyes. But Penelope whose eyes were drawn and black from crying or lack of sleep, sat quietly at the table and took a piece of toast.

Prudence: Mother did you read this. Are we ruined now?

Portia: No hush! After a few days and the glamor cools down We will be seen in a good light gain, after all we had no idea of Cousin Jacks exploits! And I must thank you Penelope if it were not  for Colins bravery and quick witted news we might be in a bad way  for a long time.

Prudence: Oh and how droll of him to never court you hahaha, like you could ever wish for a  Bridgerton to marry you!

Penelope stopped over her toast and butter and looked at her sister deadly quiet. No response at first, just observation.

Prudence: What is that look for?

Penelope: I am thinking...what in Gods name to call you? For even wild animals do not attack their own. You are truly disgusting. I must thank God really...for I may not have the love of a Bridgerton but at least I am not like you. Being alone is not as bad as being Truly ugly! Good luck Prudence in finding a creature fit to marry you. And May God have mercy on his soul. Penelope lifted her glass of orange juice and toasted her sister rather joyfully!

Prudence and Portia were in shock at Penelope's cutting words.

Prudence: How dare you? Mother...

Portia: I say that was uncalled for Penelope! Apologize at once!

Penelop: Certainly, after you do, for trading away our dowries and cooking up that little scheme with cousin Jack!

Portia was in shock that Penelope knew about It. I am sure you are mistaken dear. I did not know anything about that.

Penelope chuckled to herself. Right! "You had no idea!" Do practice your falsity better mama. If I can tell its crap surely anyone with eyes of the Ton will know it too!

Portia: it wounds me that you see me in such a poor light Penelope.

 Penelope: Not at all. I see you very clearly. You dear mother, are very charming and clever! Just like a snake before it strikes! Ha! With that Penelope slabbed plenty of jam on her toast and got up from the table still chewing. 

Toodles family! Enjoy your day! And Penelope left the room with the great satisfaction of shocking her wicked family!

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To be continued...


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