The Artistic Pursuit

Chapter 6 - The Escape

THE MODISTE

"Thank you so much for the invitation Genevieve" Pen felt like she needed her life to have some adventure and after the unusual night she had, it was deserved. Gen's letter could not have been received at a better time.

Gen was hopeful for a visit from her friend SiSi. Known to her most devoted fans as Siena Rosso. Unfortunately she had moved to higher clientele nowadays and her days of freedom were few. Gen was so happy that her friendship with Pen had grown to be beyond acquaintances.

"You are more than welcome Miss Penelope, we will need to disguise you and come up with a name"

"How about Lady Galway?"

Gen nodded "but why that name"

Pen suddenly showcased her Irish accent

"Good day, fellow enthusiasts, I am Lady Galway, pleasure"

Gen looked star stricken "Miss Penelope, that was wonderful"

Pen smirked.

MR GRANVILLE'S HOME

Pen and Gen got a carriage to a Mr and Mrs Granville's accommodation. The outside seemed quiet,

"Good evening"

"Genevieve" he smiled "and who is your stunning companion this fine evening?"

Pen spoke "I am Lady Galway, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, I have heard great things"

Mr Granville half smiled at Gen, speaking rather sarcastically "It is all lies I assure you"

"I certainly hope not" she sent a sly wink to the gentleman.

He smiled, pointing at Pen "I like her."

Pen felt a new lady her long dark brown wig instigated her bust. Her corset bright red to match her shade of lipstick, and her long black skirt tight around her bottom to reveal her curves. She wore a masquerade mask as not to be identified. Her black shawl with hints of silver got a tall gentleman attention. Who bee lined toward her.

"Benedict!" he took her hand to his lips

"Good evening, Mr Bridgerton"

"You know my name but I have yet to learn yours"

Pen smiled "Lady Lillie Galway"

"What a beautiful name, I do not believe we have been introduced.

"We have sir, plenty of times"

"I believe I would have remembered with assets like those. His grip firm on her waist. He smoothed a thumb over her lips. I think I would have remembered"

"Perhaps I'm just forgettable"

"Unlikely. You have, indeed peaked my interest"

"I am to draw in the studio. Care to join me"

Pen smiled "As you wish"

Pen peeked at the unfinished painting with a smile. "You really are rather good"

"Would you care to pose for me, I have drawn plenty of ladies, but none with such exquisite curves as yours"

Pen felt that in her disguise, she had gained a sense of invisibility.

"Only if I get to keep some of my clothes on"

"Whatever you wish"

"Can you help"

"What do you wish to keep on?"

"I wish my corset to be removed and my undergarment" She noticed a sheet "I could possibly wear that and keep my mask on"