LONDON, 1800. In the dawn of a new century, the streets of London flood with carriages and coats, once-quiet gardens strewn with silk ribbons and baubles. Each new season brings new faces and new matches, but the long nights of winter brew scandal that can spill over into the Season at any moment. From the keen-eyed veterans of London society to the fresh-faced wallflowers, each morning call is a dance of wits, each gala a strategic battlefield. Are you ready to greet the Ton?

"𝙒𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙚... 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣" |A huge thanks to @Roleplayduchess for creating this story and thanks to @Meha_k for the lovely cover| Status- Open