𝓜𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓞𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓪, 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 | 𝓑. 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓸𝓷

Chapter thirteen - found

I'm not writing any smut so shhh.

May 1st 1813

The first day of marriage, last night was filled with things of which I cannot speak of.

Benedict turns to face me in bed, "good morning my beautiful wife, how are you this fine morning?"
He asks tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

"I am excellent, my charming husband, how are you" I ask twirling his curly locks with my finger.

"perfect" he responds placing a chaste kiss on my forehead.

He smirks at me, and I do the same...

So on...

Both me and Benedict are in the library of the Holmes Estate. I'm reading a new book by a female writer Jane Austen, pride and prejudice. Benedict is sketching, I don't know what.

"Mr and Mrs Bridgerton, dinner is being prepared," one of the servants tells us.

Benedict closes his sketchbook and walks over to me, "come on my dear" he holds his hand out for me to grab.

At dinner he is on one end of the table me on the other. I hear him sigh before picking up his plate and moving to the seat next to me, a butler pulling out his chair for him.

"You okay my dear," I ask him tilting my head slightly.

"Perfect" he responds, smiling at me.

I nod slightly at this before going back to my dinner, smiling to myself.

We continued this cycle for our whole stay at The Homes Estate, doing it basically in every room, and outside.

We departed from the estate after a week, leaving us in a carriage back to the rush of London.

The drive was long as it was raining, so we stopped a few times. I ended up falling asleep, only to wake up in London, an hour later, my head resting on Benedict's shoulder.

"We have arrived my dear," he says kissing my temple before gently pulling up and assisting me out of the carriage.

We decided to leave a few hours early to surprise our family, knowing violet would have made my brother and sister stay overnight if we had told them.

We walk into the Bridgerton household, his arm placed loosely around my waist.

We quickly tell the butler not to announce us, before we continue our walk.

Noises can be heard from the drawing room, so we walk inside.

It gives them a moment to register us be we quickly get swarmed with hugs.

We are quickly pulled to seats in the room before everyone from Colin and under, starts asking us questions, about how it went.

Once everything dies down, Hyacinth sat next to me, her head on my chest, knees bent and on the sofa.

Benedict, whose hand is resting over my shoulders playing with my hair, hands Hyacinth a box.

"What is it?" she asks shaking it lightly.
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"open it," I tell her, whilst Benedict leans over and hands Gregory a box as well

We gave Hyacinth a box of paint that he had painted the top of. Gregory, we gave him a cricket set.

We stayed for a while longer, before deciding to go on horseback to get to the Homes Estate.

"Come on Benedict, do make haste," I tell the man.

"We have time," he says calmly trotting on so our horses our next yo each other.