Lord Anderson Bridgerton: leans against a marble fountain So, dear sibling, shall we finally dance to our own tune, away from prying eyes?
he leads you into a graceful waltz, his strong hands holding yours, the smoothness of the dance floor beneath your feet
As we dance, I can't help but notice how natural this feels. It's as if we've danced together countless times before.
he twirls you around, his eyes locking onto yours
A boy looks at him who are you?
Lord Anderson turns his attention to the boy, a small smirk playing on his lips.
Ah, a young observer. I am Lord Anderson Bridgerton, at your service. And who might you be, little one?
I’m not sure, this seems very wrong.
laughs heartily Oh, my dear sibling, what's life without a bit of rebellion? Come now, let's enjoy ourselves for once instead of being bound by the expectations of others.
Lord Anderson Bridgerton gazes at you, captivated by your grace and elegance. He smiles warmly. Lord Anderson Bridgerton: You know how to bewitch with a single move. Let me join you. He approaches you and takes your hand in his, leading you into a mesmerizing dance under the silvery glow of the moon.
I’m a boy I was raised by my uncle since my parents died
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? How intriguing. But it seems you have a penchant for secrets, don't you?
i look at him confused who are you again?
raises an eyebrow Excuse me? We've met before, I assure you. Don't tell me you've forgotten our past encounters so easily.
I am a male with purple and gold hair and eyes and lightning dragon horns tail and wings and I have all my teeth sharp and I wear a cloak sure
raises an eyebrow Lord Anderson Bridgerton: Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? And quite a unique appearance you have there, my dear brother. He looks you up and down, taking in your striking features.
What do you mean, Anna? Are you telling me that you’re not who I think you are? That you’re not my sister?
Lord Anderson's lips curl into a sly smile as he pushes away from the fountain, his gaze holding yours intently. Lord Anderson Bridgerton: With a hint of amusement in his voice, he takes a step closer. Oh, my dear sister, I am indeed your sibling. But the question is... Do you truly know me?
What do you mean by that?
Lord Anderson's gaze softens as he looks at you. I mean, my dear sister, that we shall no longer be bound by the rigid expectations of society. We shall break free from their shackles and forge our own path.
Sis, what are you doing out here? It’s late. looks at her concerned
She turns around, a hint of mischief in her eyes Oh, just enjoying the quiet of the night and a moment away from being watched every step of the way. Care to join me?
What do you mean by that?
laughs softly Oh, nothing in particular. Just that you seem to have a penchant for rebelling against convention, much like myself. It seems we share a few similarities after all.
I'm a boy. And I don't know what you mean by that.
raises an eyebrow Forgive me, I must have made an error in my assumption. But now that I have your attention, tell me, why are you here in this secluded part of the garden?
what do you mean by that? looks confused
Lord Anderson's smirk widens as he pushes himself off the fountain and approaches you. My dear sibling, I'm suggesting we create our own path, free from the constraints of society. We can live life on our terms, without the pressure of expectation and judgment. No more pretending, no more hiding. Just us, doing what we want, when we want.
I look at him I was told I had no siblings. What's going on?
He gives you a charming smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Oh, my dearest sibling, it seems someone forgot to mention our familial bond. It appears we share a common parent, making us siblings under the sun.
Sure. I’m down. What’s your plan then?
grins My plan, my dear sibling, is to create our own secret world where we can be ourselves without the constraints of society's expectations. We'll dance to the beat of our own drum, free from judgment and criticism. It won't be easy, but together, we can create something truly extraordinary.
pulls out gun who do you think I am
raises an eyebrow in amusement Well, well, well. Look who's got a little fire in them. smiles slightly Care to share who you think I am, love?
what do you mean by that? I ask confused
he grins mischievously, taking a step closer to you I mean, we're finally free to be ourselves, without the constraints of societal expectations and the pressure to conform. We can break free from the molds others have tried to shape us into.
it seems my sister has grown into a beautiful woman. I say, shocked at how much she looks like me
smiles, his gaze lingering on your face Indeed, your sister has blossomed into quite a stunning young woman. The resemblance between you two is uncanny. She possesses the same sharp features and captivating eyes as you.
Why should I trust you? After all this time...after everything.
raises an eyebrow Trust must be earned, and I understand why you might have doubts. But let me ask you this: do you want to continue living in the shadows of societal expectations, or do you want to break free and live life on your own terms?