benedict bridgerton x fem!oc
【fem!oc x edwina sharma】
【fem!oc x fem!oc】
「slowburn best friends to lovers」
season two; complete
season three; ongoing
an offer from a gentleman; not started
TW¡
- very very slight sexism
- internalised homophob...
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it was early enough in the morning at driftwater house, and prior to calling hour, the three driftwater women sat in the drawing room together.
alison and edith acted giddily together, like per usual, as dianna sat opposite them on one of the settees. the mother felt slightly guilty that she was even considering her oldest sister's propsition as she watched her two girls together.
as it was, dianna had written a letter that accepted cynthia's terms - though, it was left on her vanity unsent. the woman refused to send it off, until she was definitely sure of what she wanted.
"lady alison, a note for you." bennet arrives in the room, walking over to alison and handing her a small scroll of parchment.
"that's odd." the countess chuckles to edith, taking the scroll and unravelling it.
my lady,
as it happens, i cannot come to tonight's ballet and ball athampton court with you and your family.
forgive me for telling you on such short notice. i have too many accounts to tend to today, which may well take me into the late evening.
i do hope you understand, given that you too are the head of your household and have your own accounts to tend to.
i'm sorry, truly, as i'd hate to leave you alone at such an event you so despise.
but i do hope you can manage to have fun with miss edith and mr castlewood all the same.
many thanks, lord declan kothari.
alison lightly groaned once she finished reading kothari's note.
"what is it, my dear?" dianna asks.
"kothari cannot come to tonight's ball." the countess sighs. "oh well, i shall stick to you and mr castlewood, i suppose." she looks towards edith.
"of course, the more the merrier!" edith speaks excitedly, making her older sister laugh.
"you do know that i would accompany you if i could, my dear." dianna tells her daughter.
"yes, i know, mama." alison offers her mother a smile. "but, i would never allow you to turn down one of your botanist lectures on my account."
not long after, chatter commences between dianna and edith. alison sinks back into the settee, deep in thought, without even a poetry book or her journal in hand.
