𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒, 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧

chapter eight!

Charlotte sat in the Bridgerton sitting room silently, quite in-depth with reading her book while Daphne sat doing a little bit of sewing, awaiting the arrival of her suitors. Everything was going perfectly fine, that was of course until they were rudely interrupted by the door opening. Daphne stood up eager to see who her suitors were, but she was extremely disappointed when Anthony, Philip and John entered the room,

"Anthony," Daphne began, Charlotte looked at her brothers quizzically "I did not expect to see you here this morning." Charlotte now stood up,

"I did not expect you to be here either," she squinted her eyes "where is Francis?" Philip pursed his lips and shook his head to notify her that he did not know of their brother's whereabouts, but John's eyes widened. Charlotte caught onto this and decided to leave it,

"Oh do not worry, so, why are you all here?" Charlotte slammed her book shut, she was quite annoyed with the sudden intrusion but she knew that certain people would have some interesting gossip for her later so she was willing to endure this just for that,

"Yes," Violet spoke, her too rising from her seat "it is terribly early for you, dearest." Anthony stalked over to the pianoforte and swiped a bit of dust,

"I could not sleep for some reason," Anthony claimed, Philip smirked as he leant up against the door frame to begin his mocking,

"All the excitement I presume," Charlotte rolled her eyes at the pair, and slumped back into her seat "are we the first gentlemen to arrive?" He asked, he quickly made a beeline to go and sit down on the small sofa behind Eloise. Anthony flopped down of the sofa opposite me and made direct eye contact,

"How wonderful."

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Charlotte sat back and watched as man after man is dismissed by The Viscount, much to Daphne's displeasure. Charlotte had grown tired of her callers after a while, Philip just couldn't help himself, he just sent them all away,

"And do you have a large family too, My Lord?" Daphne began, this was the most she had managed to speak to a suitor so far. The young man opened his mouth to speak but shut it again as he noticed Anthony's glare,

"Is there a problem, Lord Bridgerton?" he asked sheepishly, Anthony stood opposite them with his hands behind his back,

"I should think so," he began calmly, "you are in my seat." Charlotte watched as the man stood up from 'Anthony's' seat, not daring to meet his eye, Charlotte sniggered and when everyone looked over to her she dove her head further into the book she was reading, Charlotte could feel Anthony glaring at her.

About an hour passed, and no one seemed to fit the categories Anthony was looking for in a husband, for Daphne of course. Charlotte now had next to no callers, due to the fact that Philip had scared them away. Daphne, Violet and Eloise were bickering about Lady Whistledown, it seemed while Charlotte finished up the last few pages of her book, that was until callers had arrived. Daphne perked up at this and so did Charlotte, only because her book was finished and she was intrigued to see who Daphne's caller was, Anthony, John and Philip had left by now so there was no way in the world Anthony could scare these ones off,

"Callers for Miss Daphne Bridgerton, and Miss Charlotte Hamilton," Eloise smirked at Charlotte while she simply scoffed, "The Lord Berbrooke and Lord William Hemming" Charlotte furrowed her eyebrows, William was here? Why was William here?

Berbrooke happily bounced into the room while William slowly shuffled his feet across the floor, Berbrooke gave a sickening smile with his even more sickening teeth and bowed his head at Violet who greeted him,