My Life As A Bridgerton

Part The Twenty-Seventh

I DON'T OWN BRIDGERTON. I'M SORRY THAT IT'S TAKEN ME SO LONG TO GET BACK TO THIS STORY; BUT I REALLY WANTED TO FINISH UP MY LIFE AS THE DAUPHIN; SINCE THIS STORY IS A SEQUEL TO THAT STORY. ALSO, I DECIDED TO SCRAP ROMANCING MISS BRIDGERTON. I HAVE WAY TOO MANY STORIES ON THE BACK BURNER AND EVEN MORE THAT I WANT TO WRITE. ALSO, I FEEL LIKE MY OPINION ON SOME THINGS HAVE CHANGED SINCE I LAST TOUCHED THIS STORY

Paris, 1st French Empire. The next day

We enjoyed a peaceful night's sleep with me and Pen in one comfortable feather bed and Eloise in another. The best part was that they had a porcelain tub in the room for us to bathe in. The scullery maids provided us with room temperature water, which was better than having it be ice cold. Another reason why this hotel in Paris was far superior to the inn in Calais. As I woke up, I saw Pen snuggled up to me with her arms around me. I gently played with her hair as I thought to myself about everything. I did care about pen a great deal, but I didn't know if I really wanted to shackle myself to her for the rest of my life; if me being in Bridgertonland ended up being a permanent thing.

Pen was sexy as Hell and she could be pleasant to be around. On the other hand, she could be cruel and conniving. I honestly don't give a rat's ass what anyone says, Pen outed Marina having a bastard in Lady Whistledown to get rid of the only rival she had for Colin's affections and that is just God's honest truth on the matter. Now I know that what Marina did was messed up and I know that Colin deserved the truth before getting himself into a life long commitment, but still. The right thing done for the wrong reason is a messy thing indeed. Eventually, Pen woke up and smiled when she saw me playing with her hair.

"Is my hair a mess?" She asked with a sweet smile on her face.

"Yea, but you're my mess." I answered as I kissed her deeply on the lips. A cough from Eloise stopped our morning make out session.

"Could you please not do that before I've had my breakfast?" Eloise pleaded as we chuckled at her expense.

"Well, you wanted to come along." I argued as we proceded to get ready for the day ahead. Thankfully, the room was big enough where we all had plenty of space to change without seeing each other. There was a nice looking cafe hear the inn where we enjoyed a delicious breakfast of Eggs en Cocotte and Brioche; along with a damn fine cup of coffee. After we'd eaten our fill, I told Pen and Eloise that I needed to rest my belly; so they went onto go explore the local shops while I stayed back. The truth was that i needed to write a letter and I didn't need those 2 giving me shit over it. I got the concierge to give me some ink and parchment as I got to work.

Dear Marina,
I'm very sorry that it has taken me this long to reach out, but my family insist that I avoid contacting you to keep scandal away from my sisters. I can't imagine how hard that this has been for you and I wish I could be there for you...but I wanted to save Penelope from the horrible women in her family. Thus, I decided to officially court her.

I feel you deserve to know that Penelope is the reason for your pregnancy being brought to light. She knows the identity of Lady Whistledown and told her the truth. When I found this out, I was conflicted. I honestly don't know if Pen did this to protect me from being branded as a cuckold or if she just wanted to remove the only other rival for my affections. Either way, I still care about you.
Best wishes,
Colin Bridgerton

I finished the letter had asked the concierge to mail it. I could only hope that Marina was still staying at Featherington House. Before I could think anymore about it, the sounds of rioting rang out. I quickly ran out and I found that a riot was breaking out as people had begun to attack shops.

"PEN! ELOISE!" I called out as I searched for them in midst of the mob of people running all over.

"Colin!" I heard Pen scream as she and Eloise raced over to me, looking frightened as Hell.

"What in the Hell is going on?" I asked as we quickly got off the streets and back to the inn.

"The city's poor...are saying that they are starving...and that the food has run out." Eloise said as she and Pen were struggling to catch their breath.

"It must...be from the...war..." Pen gasped as I rememberes fhat Napoleon was still fight against the forces of Europe at this point. The show had barely even mentioned it and I had completely forgotten. I was a complete and total dumbass for bringing my girlfriend and surrogate sister into a war torn country. I knew that I had to get our asses out of France and pretty damn quick.

"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry, this is my fault." I said as we went back to our room and locked ourselves in. "This entire trip was my idea and I put you both in danger."

"You were trying to do something kind for us." Pen said, trying to make me feel better about my massive fuck up.

"Still...this is on me and i'm gonna fix it. We're going back to London; 1st thing tomorrow morning." I decided as after the shit storm that the girls had seen; neither of them was willing to argue with me. In the meantime, we just hunkered down and did our best to block out the noises of an empire crumbling into the recycling bin of history.

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