Lady Whistledown Society Papers

S1.E1 ∙ Diamond of the First Water

Grosvenor Square. The sixth of April, 1813.

Dearest reader, the time has come for us to place our bets for the upcoming social season.

Consider the house of Baron Featherington. Three misses foisted upon the marriage market like sorrowful sows by their, tasteless, tactless mama.

Far better odds might exist in the household of the widowed Viscountess Bridgerton.

A shockingly prolific family, noted for it's bounty of perfectly handsome sons, and perfectly beautiful daughters.

How very perfect indeed.

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Today is a most important day, and for some a terrifying one, for today is the day London's marriage-minded misses are presented to Her Majesty the Queen.

May god have mercy on their souls.

It is only the queen's eye that matters today.

A glimmer of displeasure... and a young lady's value plummets to unthinkable depths. 

But as we know, the brighter a lady shines, the faster she may burn.

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It has been said that, "Of all bitches dead or alive, a scribbling woman is the most canine."

If that should be true, then this author would like to show you her teeth.

My name is Lady Whistledown.

You do not know me, and rest assured, you never shall.

But be forewarned, dear reader, I certainly know you.

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The season's opening ball at Danbury House is a most highly sought-after invitation, indeed, for every darling debutante from Park Lane to Regent Street will be on display.

Titled, chaste, and innocent, this is what they have been raised and trained for since birth.

Tonight, we shall discover which young ladies might succeed at securing a match, thereby avoiding the dreadful, dismal condition known as "the spinster."

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Dearest reader, this author finds herself compelled to share the most curious of news.

It seems our diamond requires a closer inspection.

As such, an even rarer jewel of only the most remarkable brilliance, fire, and luster has been unearthed.

Her name, unknown to most, yet soon known to all, is Miss Marina Thompson.

This author is left to wonder whether Her Majesty might reconsider the high praise she once afforded Miss Bridgerton... for we all must know what the queen despises more than anything...

Being wrong.

And the drawing room at Bridgerton House currently appears to be emptier than the muddled head of her dearest King George.

It follows that Lady Featherington is to receive what she has always desired: the season's true Incomparable living under her own roof.

She must be overjoyed.

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Ambitious mamas rejoice, for the new Duke of Hastings continues to grace our fair city with his presence.

And, oh, what an impressive presence it is!

It should be noted that the duke has been overheard announcing to mamas everywhere that he has no plans of ever marrying.

This author wonders which brazen matchmaker shall rise to such a challenge, for this competition is well underway.

It has reached my ears that Mr. Colin Bridgerton shall be awarded the year's grand prize when he sweeps Miss Thompson off her pretty little slippered feet.

In other news, a most peculiar suitor for Miss Daphne Bridgerton has emerged.

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Be it shame or slander, seduction or smear, there is but one thing that humbles even the most highly-regarded members of our dear ton... a scandal!

Well, dear reader, it should seem that all of Grosvenor Square has been left to ponder a rather scandalous question, indeed.

Might one former diamond's recent fall from grace turn out to be the most damning scandal of all?

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For those not in attendance at the Vauxhall celebration, you missed the most remarkable coup of the season.

It appears Miss Daphne Bridgerton has captured the interest of the newly returned Duke of Hastings.

How the young miss secured her newfound suitor is yet to be determined.

Yet, if anyone shall reveal the circumstances of this match, it is I.

Yours truly... Lady Whistledown.

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