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    At the end of the day, it's just biology.

    Penelope tells herself this endlessly. She also tells herself that Colin Bridgerton has looked right through her for ten years, that asking him to help her through her heat is purely transactional, and that she is definitely, definitely not still in love with him.

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  2. Public Bookmark 81

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    Lady Danbury sets her tea cup in its saucer on the table and fixes Penelope with her intense gaze.

    "I'd like to sponsor you."

    Penelope chokes on her next swig of tea so badly that Lady Danbury rises, moving next to her and patting her back until her hacking abates. Penelope takes in a few steadying breaths, willing air into her lungs. She is sure she misheard, that the shock of her choking has altered her memory. "Pardon, my lady? You wish to…?"

    "Sponsor you. For the season."


    After Archibald Featherington loses the family fortune when Penelope is thirteen, the family is forced to adapt to life as members of the lower class. By nineteen, Penelope has become Madame Delacroix's apprentice, and her fine skills with a needle catch the eye of Lady Agatha Danbury. Debuting in society thrills and terrifies her in equal measure, as she knows nothing of how a proper lady should behave, but she wants nothing more than to escape from her cruel, embittered mother—and she is perfectly content to settle for a straightforward, comfortable marriage in order to do so.

    Enter Colin Bridgerton.

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    09 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 46

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    The corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptively. “Are you?”, he wondered.

    You could only blink at him owlishly, still hung up on the thought of possibly seeing him smile… “What?”

    “Northern through and through.”

    Reason returned to you as the meaning of his words settled in. He wants to know whether you are wild , you thought to yourself. Whether you can’t be tamed.

    “I’m afraid so, your Grace”, you breathed, staring into his eyes, feeling caught in a snare.

    There was no use in lying. No matter how much you read about Targaryen history, how many Southern dances you learned or how many courtly rules you studied, you’d always yearn for the sound of the waves crashing against the shore of the Sunset Sea, for a run through the Wolf’s Wood, for the smell of salt and snow in the air.

    His head bowed slightly, eyes never leaving your face, as if he were searching for something.

    “Good”, he finally said.
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    Prince Valarr is no longer the heir to the throne. After having lost his father, brother and station within the realm, the King commands him to take a wife.

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    23 Mar 2026

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    Only when he is gone do you release the breath you have been holding, and decide – with perfect certainty – that you despise Prince Valarr Targaryen, and if the look he left you with is any indication, the feeling seems entirely mutual.

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    summoned to the red keep to prove your family's loyalty a decade after the blackfyre rebellion as the lady of house peake, you only intend to survive court politics.
    becoming entangled with prince valarr targaryen was not part of the plan.

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    Valarr looked down at her, and simply chuckled, shifting her mumbling weight further into his chest.

    "Your arms are going to grow horribly tired, my prince. I am absolutely certain you'll get so exhausted you'll drop me on the cold stone floor before we even make it."

    Valarr shook his head, his voice dripping with an all too adoring affection. “You’re an absolute terror,”

    “I am a terror,” Clarice agreed, cheekily.

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