Updated layout. Filter credit; ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𖢻 ‍s͟l͟a͟d͟e͟s͟t͟r͟o͟k͟e͟s͟. ( power - lighter version )

can be found hiding in the corner of the ball room, pretending to be deeply interested in the lemonade bowl. he was shamelessly using his younger siblings as a shield from the endless packs of mamas that were attempting to approach him.

and what a brilliant thing that is.

every day that he's alive; it a brilliant thing to him. squints, concern painted across his features as he observed his son. " is there something you wish to discuss, will?"

Iᴛ ᴡᴀs ʜᴇʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀᴘᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ sʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʟʟʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴀs ɪғ sʜᴇ’ᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɢʟᴏʀɪᴏᴜs sɪɢʜᴛ...Hᴇʀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ. Sʜᴇ sʜɪᴍᴍᴇʀᴇᴅ. Sʜᴇ ɢʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ.

@ the lady in silver.

i admit i am 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 .

[ stepping down from the last step, as sophie moved out of the kitchen area reserved for the maids and staff of the house. ] good morrow, sophie. [ a smile in his voice as he observed the woman before him, head tilting ever so slightly.]

penny for you thoughts, brother?

@ sophie

cue benedict waltzing into his brother's office and plopping down without an ounce of grace. boots resting upon the coffee table. " so, this is where you've been hiding?"

a pencil in hand, benedict could be found within the garden. his expression was calm, as he sketched the image of the large oak tree and its inhabitants.

@ sophie