2 Works by RoyalViolets
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“And you must be?”
The corner of Michaela’s mouth quirked again as she clearly waited for something. It took far too long for Francesca to realize that Michaela was waiting on her. Francesca felt her mouth open, but no words came out. The question was a simple one, but the answer to it was not.
Who was she?
She was so many things, so many people, all wrapped up in one. And she’d never be able to share the full truth. Not with anyone. Not even her family.
Michaela clearly found her inability to speak amusing. The quirk of lips transformed into a smile, and something hot and syrupy and wonderful zipped through Francesca at a speed she was only capable of in flight, with clouds between her knees and endless skies in front of her.
“I- I’m, uh- Francesca. Francesca Zor-”
Anthony cleared his throat hastily and glared at Francesca out of the corner of his eye.
Rao, she’d almost said her real name.
“-Bridgerton. Francesca Bridgerton is my name,” Francesca finished, letting out an awkward, tittering laugh.
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OR the Franchaela/Supercorp AU no one asked for and that i could not get out of my brain!
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Dearest Gentle Reader,
It is a notion well known and well accepted that love overwhelms the senses. In Francesca Bridgerton’s case, Michaela Stirling overwhelms every single one. By sight, by sound, by smell, by touch, by taste. With every subsequent sense, Francesca falls a little bit more in love, even if she doesn’t quite know it yet.
or an exploration of Francesca's feelings for Michaela through the five senses