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Dearest gentle reader, I must send
felicitations to the new Duke and

Duchess of Hastings.

Congratulations and stamina as they
embark on the most exhilarating time in

young couple's life.

I am, of course, talking of the
honeymoon.

Is there a more romantic notion?

To retreat from society together,
finally leaving watchful eyes behind.

Welcome, Sir Clifton, Your Grace. It has
been so long since we have been blessed

with your presence, but I trust you will
find everything to your liking. I do

not doubt it, Mrs. Colton. I hope you
have been well.

May I introduce you?

The Duchess of Hastings.

I'm looking forward to making your
acquaintance, Mrs. Coulson. Thank you,

Grace. I have planned everything to make
you both comfortable.

A first light meal served on the
terrace, then a tour to show you all the

improvements I have made.

I'm sure it will be most diverting, Mrs.
Coulson, but I'm afraid I will have to

wait. I have plans of my own for my new
bride.

I want to show you the bedroom.

Yours? Or mine?

You truly believe we're at our separate
rooms?

I should think not.

Tom shall see.

Whatever will they think?

Doesn't matter.

While this author, along with the rest
of the Don, will...

certainly miss its most remarkable
couple back in London, perhaps we might

solace in the promise of the Duke and
Duchess returning to us, bearing a

surprise.

I wonder what Daphne's doing at this
very moment. I'm sure she has many new

duties to return to as Duchess.

The things you should be learning
yourself to prepare for your debut.

simpering conversation and pretending
not to wince every time a man treads on

toes during a walk. I'm not good at
those things, my march. I only make a

of myself.

Well, perhaps if you devoted as much
time to your deportment as you did to

writing in your journal, you might feel
rather better.

Oh, and on that subject, in preparation
for your season, I think it is high time

we lowered your skirts to wear at home.
I have no time for a visit to the

Mideast. I am this week.

The Queen herself has charged me with
discovering Mousseline's identity, and

do not have me, God, the Majesty, now.

Pray may I have everyone's attention?

I would like to make a small but rather
important announcement.

I have happy news to impart.

I have asked Miss Marina Thompson to be
my wife, and she has accepted.

Do you know about this?

People are looking, dear.

Congratulate the happy couple.

You barely know the young lady. What on
earth were you thinking? I was thinking

you would probably respond like this and
how little I would care to hear it. Do

you think this is a joke?

Poor mother was beside herself. Mother
seems perfectly happy to me. She

congratulated us.

So, you compromised this young lady?
Certainly not.

I'm a gentleman. Then why ever would
you... Why does anyone marry, brother?

Love, of course.

Look, I know you're still rather green.
And that is my fault. I should have

taken you to brothels when you returned
home from Eton. If this is simply a

matter of wetting your wick... You
really are an ass, do you know that?

what comes of not sowing your wild oats.

Proposing to the first chick you set
your cap on. Enough!

You insult me and you insult my
intended.

It is not my fault, nor Marina's, that
you cannot fathom true attachment.

You were still a child, Colin.

I'm older than Daphne and you were happy
to marry her. It is not the same, you

know it. I know nothing of the sort.
Then you betray your immaturity!

If I caused Mother discomfort today, I
am sorry for it.

I shall speak with her.

The truth is, I do not require your
permission to marry Miss Thompson, but I

would very much prefer to have your
blessing.

Then I'm afraid I must disappoint you.

You have.

In more ways than one.

I now know the reason why every mama of
the town keeps her daughter in total

darkness without certain diversions.

Do you?

They have told us what it was truly
like.

However, would we get anything else done
at all?

I must go.

Time to be doctors of all of this. I
must start learning the life of the

You are already doctors of all this.

I look forward to exploring that
particular now further.

Later.

Simon! You yourself said that he was
most intimidating. Why not stay?

Lord is over this room.

You might find it a bit more
titillating. Do not doubt it.

But I suspect Mrs. Coulson shall always
resent me if I do not take her talk.

Let her resent.

I will tell you nothing of the sort.

My mother told me a lady is nothing
without her housekeeper.

I must make a good impression.

And nothing in this house shall run
smoothly.

Then I wish you well.

Your grace.

Your grace.

I have prepared the study for you to
work.

Your Grace? Jeffreys, I am on my
honeymoon.

The steward has left the records in some
disarray. I cannot make head nor tail

of the estate's accounting, and there
are several letters from farm tenants

begging an audience with your Grace.
Very well.

If I must.

The castle was built in 1706 for Admiral
Thomas, a gift from Her Majesty Queen

Anne. For his military triumph against
the French, I believe.

My youngest sister Hyacinth is something
of a student of history.

Very well, Your Grace.

Here we are, the morning room, where the
former duchess prefers to take tea with

visitors. My mamma suggested I extend an
invitation to the vicar first.

I believe she is right.

Of course, Your Grace.

I look forward to hosting our first
ball. But I believe it would be prudent

wait until after the close of the London
season, yes?

Indeed, Your Grace.

and I shall look at redecorating this
room first.

You wish to redecorate?

Certainly, Your Grace.

There's to be a fair in the village this
week. I took the liberty of offering it

patronage on your behalf.

So thoughtful of you, Mrs. Colson.

Perhaps we might give the servants some
time off to attend as well. There is

much to be done, now that the Duke and
yourself are in residence.

Oh, well, even more reason to allow them
some respite, then.

The former duchess, yes.

She was beautiful. Thoughtful, too. Most
proper.

A perfect duchess.

And here is the nursery.

Your Grace?

It's lovely.

Shall we move on?

I'm certain there is much left to see.

Yes, of course.

Let me show you your grounds.

My apologies, I...

Are we expecting royalty?

Begging your pardon, Your Grace, the
late Duke preferred a formal table.

But if you... No.

No, never mind.

Mrs. Colson's tour today was
exceptional.

The gardens are particularly lovely. I
found myself in continual awe of their

beauty.

Is anything wrong?

You're so far away.

Well, that's easily remedied.

It is no trouble, truly.

Fair now. Much better, yes.

Or perhaps to redecorate a few rooms.

But I wish to talk to you first. I would
hate to change anything you are

particularly attached to. Then you may
change it all. In fact, please do.

Now, do not jest.

You must have fond memories.

Or sentimental attachments.

After all, this has been your home for
many years.

Do it, you will.

Paper the drawing room in flamingo pink
tulle. I'm sure I shall love it. You do

know you need not dress so formally
here.

if meet your approval?

Oh, without question.

Your Grace, should we go upstairs?

I have a better idea.

Does that hurt?

Oh, I knew.

I feel as if you're absolutely
wonderful.

What happened with the dog?

Apologies, you guys.

Well, our activities are quite spirited.

I admit, I did not even know it was
possible. I believed his physical

to have children would preclude him from
causing such difficult entanglements.

Yes.

I'm quite glad to say I was wrong.

No, he doesn't. He took the ribbon. Did
you take the ribbon?

No, I don't know what you're talking
about. I literally saw him do it. I did

something in your pocket. What is it?
Exactly, it's not there. He took it

time. Oh, just give it back.

Oh, good morning.

Good morning, brother.

Mr. Tyson.

What? It is.

Very well. Everyone else, I think. Yes.

I did say I was sorry. I suppose I ought

to be relieved I found out before Lady
Whistledown.

Mother, I have been courting Miss
Thompson all season.

Perhaps she was so taken up by Daphne
you failed to see it. I knew you were

flirting with her.

But you've fled with plenty of young
ladies. You always have. Never in

Until now. It is all happening so
quickly.

I'm not sure I've ever seen you so
solemn and serious.

No one ever takes me seriously.

Except Marina.

I was not prepared to let another of you
fly the nest so soon.

Have a fair, Mother.

You will still have your hands full.

Especially with Eloise.

Good luck with that one.

Do you think Colin will introduce us to
his friends?

Some of them are quite strange.

I'm sure he will.

I'm sure all of our fortunes are about
to change.

Especially Colin's.

You look very lovely today, Penelope.

Don't mock me.

It pains me you should think every
compliment a mockery.

Do not pity me, either.

I do not pity you, Penelope. I respect
you.

You have been a true friend since I
arrived here, and I rely on your

friendship and sympathy.

My continued silence, you mean?

You think so little of me, I cannot bear
it.

I never would have made my way through
this awful tangle without your kindness.

Please do not tell me you regret it.

I would never bring scandal on you or
our family, if that is what you ask.

But I cannot condone your actions.

I want you as my friend, Penn.

Can you not try to understand and be a
little pleased for me?

Marina, time for the Maudis. We must be
to your trousseau.

Oh, she's so lucky.

A whole new wardrobe and a handsome
husband.

Between the two of them, they really
will make the most beautiful baby.

He is not the father.

You dumbass.

Oh, my goodness. A queen for God.

Would you not laugh at him? She makes a
fool of him already.

You are no fun anymore.

Was I ever?

See? You will look so very lovely with
it pinned up next to you. season.

No, I will look like every other young
lady in the room. Less graceful and more

bad -tempered.

Lady Bridgerton?

Miss Eloise?

I understand we are here on the matter
of dropping our hen.

Precisely.

Lady Bridgerton!

There you are.

Lady Featherington.

Miss Thompson.

It's lovely to see you, Lady Bridgerton.

You must call me Violet now. I insist.

It's not just delightful to know now
that our families will be joined

Yes, it certainly is something.

You must join us tomorrow night.

You and dear Colin and the Viscount with
so much to celebrate.

Well, I will certainly ask the Viscount.

Perfect. Now, I shall need to steal
Madame Delacroix away for a moment.

I do apologize, Lady Featherington, but
first there is a matter of your account.

I was clear to your maid that your line
of credit... Allow me to stop you there.

Our bills will be settled in...

Four? As soon as you've made Miss
Thompson, soon to be Bridgerton, her

the other items.

I'm afraid this is not possible.

Perhaps you might find another
tailoress, more to your liking, across

Oui? Madame Delacroix, that reminds me,
you have such a unique accent, and yet

I've never asked where in France you're
from.

I believe Madame Delacroix will be
somewhat more amenable to our requests

Lady Featherington.

Très bon.

Très bon.

What is the prize for the winner? Why,
slaughter, of course.

As the Duke has granted me the honour of
opening our village fair with this

contest, it is after careful
consideration that I have decided that

all three pigs have tied.

I hereby decree every pig such a winner
that none should be slaughtered.

They look lovely.

Look at those.

Why, these are delicious. Women's
watches them. I've done.

Let your patronage extend beyond price,
Your Grace.

The harvest on the farm have been poor.

With the rents being tripled, we are
struggling to put food on the table. The

rents tripled.

My steward did not inform me. He hasn't
shown his face since your father passed.

God rest his grace's soul.

He always gave his tenants what they
needed, unlike some.

Then it is a good thing indeed that we
are back in Cliveden.

I'm sure we can find a solution to these
difficulties.

And I thank you for bringing them to our
attention.

To Greece.

Oh, there, there, there.

Child, don't need to cry.

All is well.

My, you have a strong pet of lung. They
shall hear you all the way in London. If

not all the way to France.

Thank you, goodness.

Must apologise, Your Grace. Little Ada
has just discovered her own voice and

likes to use it as often and loudly as
she can.

Oh, please,

stand. You should not be stooping in
your condition.

Well, it was lovely to make your
acquaintance.

Ada?

Oh, you're great.

What can we do about the farmer's rent?

There must be something.

I should have returned to do things in
order.

I did not realise my absence would be
felt this way.

I hope that... I only meant to say I
hope it did not

pain you too much to see me with those
children.

Pain me?

That's me.

I thought only of you.

Oddly enough.

When I'm actually in the presence of
children, I forget all about my own

concerns.

They are the easiest company in the
world.

You are natural with them.

My younger sisters and brother.

Each one a mischief.

You know, my abundant family will be
good for at least one thing in future.

Eventually, they will all marry and have
children of their own.

We will have more screaming infants in
our lives than you know what to do with.

You will be a splendid aunt.

It thrills me that you are satisfied
with our married life as it is.

Just the two of us.

I have all that I want just here.

How did I earn such luck?

That I do not know.

Turn, please.

Profile.

Swish.

Swish.

Good.

You've done well thus far, Miss
Thompson.

Tonight I shall need to raise the matter
of a swift wedding.

I'm very sorry, but this plan of yours,
I find it wanting.

Deceiving Colin is one thing, but being
at close quarters with his mother, that

is quite another.

Lady Bridgerton is shrewd. She has had
eight children.

Trust she knows when she's being
managed.

What were your favourite pastimes in the
country?

I enjoyed riding above all else, my
lady.

Oh, please, you must call me a violet
now, remember?

Miss Thompson is such a proper young
lady, is she not?

Have you travelled at all beyond
England, Miss Thompson?

It's long been Colin's greatest time
being to travel the world.

Never.

Though this is now a great ambition of
mine as well.

I'm sensing a honeymoon in foreign
parts.

What think you, Lord Bridgerton?

I would not like to speculate.

Yes, indeed, I believe a honeymoon in
foreign parts would be just the thing.

Bridgerton, you might even make the most
of this fine weather that we've been

having if you choose to marry sooner.

Rather than later.

Colin is still very young.

I believe a lengthier engagement would
be prudent.

Excellent weather notwithstanding.

Mother, have I told you Miss Thompson is
very accomplished at needlework?

She really is quite brilliant. Puts my
sisters to shame. I can assure you that

is not true.

You have not seen my sister Daphne's
embroidery.

In all honesty, it is like a
battlefield.

What can the matter be, oh dear?

What can the matter be? Johnny's so long
at the fair.

He promised to buy me a bunch of blue
ribbons. He promised to buy me a bunch

blue ribbons. He promised to buy me a
bunch of blue ribbons to tie up my

brown hair.

Colin,

might I have a word?

Oh, of course.

It's a rather delicate matter. I wish I
did not have cause to raise it, but I

believe you deserve to know.

Is there something on my face?

Has it been there all evening? It has,
hasn't it?

Sorry.

Go on. I have wanted to talk to you
since the engagement was announced, but

we've always been in company.

So this is something about Marina?

Her heart belongs to another.

What? His name is Sir George Crane.

He's a far son, a soldier. They grew up
in neighbouring properties in the

country. I'm sorry, Colin, but I have
seen their love letters.

I felt you should know before it was too
late.

You really are very good, you know that.

Do you think that I would care if she
had fond feelings for another before we

met?

It would be rather rich of me,
considering I've flirted with half the

London at one point or another. No, you
must understand this is no mere

flirtation. Marina loves this man, she
loves him still. And yet she's marrying

me. Trust me, Pen, do not fret.

I know my mind and Marina's. We
understand each other.

Have we moved the party to the corridor?

You know, it is peculiar.

But the further I get from that piano
forte, the more like a party it feels.

Pen, your mother's asking for you.

Is anything wrong?

This is my brother.

He was odious at dinner. I apologise.

I cannot stand it, Colin.

My own father does not want me. Even the
Featheringtons cannot wait to be rid of

me. Faultless I am, I truly thought that
with your family I might finally find

acceptance.

But it is no use.

Even your mother is just being polite.
That is not true.

Marina, I am your family now.

We shall make our own family, you and
me.

It's all I want.

It is all I want in all the world.

I wish we could be married this very
minute.

Then we could be alone together always.

I would never have to leave your arms.

What if I told you there was a way?

Colin, what... Scotland.

Gretna Green.

I know it is mad, but we could be
married within a matter of days.

We just have to make it to the border.

Anthony would be...

An ogre about it when we first return,
of course, but by then it would be too

late. We would be married. We would be
together.

You hate the idea.

I love it.

I love you.

Allow me a day.

I shall arrange everything.

Here you are.

Good morning, dear.

For the steward's books, I take it.

I could not sleep.

Not even after last night's exertion.

Would you care to break your fast with
me?

That's fine, my love.

The helm in the village is white.

If dates have been neglected far too
long, the wheat fields are down, yet

has thought you'd fill for livestock
grazing or rotate to a more plentiful

Well, is that not the steward's job?
They are my tenants, my people. The

responsibility is mine.

Please excuse me.

I haven't studied these figures all
morning.

Of course.

I suppose I have a good deal to occupy
myself with today, too.

You know, I mean to visit some of your
tenants.

I might deliver some gift baskets.

You're missing home, Your Grace.

Do you think we have enough for all the
baskets?

I don't think so.

Your Grace!

Whatever!

Well, have someone gather those on your
behalf. One of the kitchen maids or the

gardener. There's no one available to
assist you. Oh, there is no need to

trouble anyone, Mrs. Colson. We have it
all in hand.

Do you intend to collect honey from the
hives in person as well?

That might be a little beyond me.

If you simply tell me of your wants and
needs, I will ensure everything is in

order. I will ensure everything is done
properly.

I shall keep that in mind.

Thank you, Mrs. Coulson.

Faith. She despises me. She despises
everybody.

Do not give it another thought.

Hello. Do you like a basket?

A basket from Clifton?

Oh, a basket from Cliveden. There's...
It's

something amiss.

Mama taught me it was tradition for the
new duchess to visit with gifts.

I believe it is proper.

Should I have worn a different dress?

Well, perhaps it signifies I'm high in
the instep.

Would you like a basket from Cliveden?

There is bread and honey for the
children.

Oh, you're too kind.

I would gladly take one if I had means
to carry it home.

Then we are determined to walk with you.
Oh, no, I insist.

Perhaps I might ask your opinion on
something.

Of course. How I might advise a duchess,
I'm not sure.

I feel that I have done something to
offend the village.

I know I'm new to the role, but I cannot
imagine what I have done wrong so soon.

What? It was the pigs.

You said that all three pigs won.

At the fair?

I thought it the best outcome for
everyone. It is tradition that the

allowed to supply pork to Cliveden for
the next year. Oh, it's a great number

pigs indeed.

When you could not choose a winner, no
farmer won the contract.

nor the income to go along with it.

Simply speaking, you snubbed them.

I'll correct my mistake at once. I had
no idea.

How could you have your grief?

What is all this?

Simon?

Is everything well? Ah, Daphne, yes. I'm
simply setting up work in East Wing.

There's something wrong with the study.

Careful! Sir, that's excuse me.

Oh, Chris.

Mrs. Coulson, do you have a moment?

I know I have made some missteps since I
arrived.

My mother taught me a great deal about
being mistress of a household, but...

I'm not sure either of us ever imagined
a house as grand as this one.

I'm so very grateful for your guidance,
Mrs. Colson.

The truth is, I fear the Duke might not
be entirely at ease here at Cliveden,

which is, of course, no reflection of
you or any of your staff.

No, I quite understand.

You do?

Master Simon, I beg your pardon, his
grace, his childhood was not always

After the death of my late mistress, the
Duke lived almost exclusively in

London. Do you mean to say that Simon
grew up here on his own? We did our best

to take care of him, to mind him as his
mother would have wanted. Of course you

did.

But the late Duke must have loved his
wife very much to have struggled so

her death.

Was it not a happy marriage then?

It was strained.

He wanted an heir, she wanted a child.

She kept trying long after the doctors
warned her not to.

Every month when her courses came, it
broke my heart to see her.

She was lucky to have you.

Everyone talked as though it was her
fault, but how could they know that?

It's not always the woman who is barren.
Sometimes it is the man's fault, of

course.

Oh, dear.

I'm afraid I'm speaking out of turn.

No, not at all, Mrs Colson.

You were saying?

Well, I said to the Duchess what my
mother said to me.

A womb cannot quicken without strong,
healthy seed.

And then, just as she was finally
blessed with Master Simon, we lost her.

Why are you not dressed?

I told you we were dining with Lady
Godside this evening.

Sorry, Mama, I'm not feeling well.

Well, in all honesty, I ought to make
you come along to Coffin's Flotter all

evening. It would serve Lady Gartside
right. She has been withholding a dinner

invitation from me, and now, look, not a
day after Miss Thompson's announcement,

and they all come crawling.

Thank you.

Penelope, what are you... How dare you?
Look.

Look at the signature on Sir George's
last letter. And this one.

So many months ago.

So? So they are not the same.

The slant of the lettering, it is all
wrong.

Penelope, I'm tired.

I have... This one.

It was in the drawer on the back of a
mob desk.

She or... Even Mrs Barley. They
practised George's signature, but even

could not get it perfect.

That last letter.

The one where he broke your heart.

It was a forgery.

Marina.

George never wrote those things to you.
He never denied loving you. He never

denied your child.

Perhaps. Marina.

Even if you are correct.

I am correct. You cannot deny. Even if
it is true, George has still not replied

to my letter.

He has abandoned me.

While Colin has embraced me. I thought
you loved him.

George.

I was a fool.

This changes nothing.

Where's your bag, Pat?

Tell me you're not going to Gretna
Green.

Marina, what will you do when Colin
realises the child is not his?

They will come. He is not sinful. What I
will do is live safe in the knowledge

that my husband is a good and kind man.

He would never turn me out on the
street.

He will care for us both, come what may.
But what of him? What of Colin?

You love him. What?

No, it makes sense now. Your objections,
your meddling. You love Colin

Bridgerton. You know not of what you
speak.

I believe I know so much more than you,
Penn.

Of Colin, of the world.

If I am to be the executioner of this
childish infatuation, then so be it.

Your love is an unrequited fantasy.

Colin sees you as you are and regards
you no differently than he does Eloise,

even little Hyacinth.

He sees me as a wife, a woman.

And as a woman, I must make these
difficult choices for myself and for my

Even if they hurt your feelings.

Working late, Your Grace.

What time is it?

These books seem to have taken
possession of you. Those people rely on

make a living.

Seed their families.

I should not have stayed away so long.

Why did you?

No particular reason.

Business in London.

Then, I met this person who generally
did the right hook.

Like an instant prize fighter.

I am serious.

As am I.

It's wrong. You should have brought it
for me. I need you to tell me, Courtney

Rose.

How does a woman come to be with child?

You, your mother... No, my mother told
me nothing.

Please.

No embarrassment.

Explain it to me.

Precisely.

On my travels, I encountered farmers who
crippled their income, who no longer

roasted and cropped their planting
turnip in a tree of sheep graze.

Your Grace?

You may return to the house.

I wish to walk a while.

Are you ready for bed, my dear?

I believe I am.

Bye. Bye.

I'd hoped it was not true.

I'd hoped I was mistaken, but clearly I
was not. How could you?

How could I?

How could I?

You lied to me. I did not lie. I trusted
you.

I trusted you more than anyone in this
world, and you took advantage. You

an opportunity, and so I did the very
same. I told you I cannot give you

children. Cannot and will not are two
entire...

I thought you were prepared. I thought
you understood how a child came to be.

You took my future from me. The one
thing I wanted more than anything, you

You knew that becoming a mother one day,
to have a family of my own one day, you

knew that was all I ever wanted. I was
prepared to die on that dueling field.

Rather than marry you and take your
dream away, I would have died for you.

were the one who insisted on this union.
You told me I was enough. That was

before I knew you.

Do you know I even felt pity for you?

Poor Simon, I thought how it must pain
him to know that he will never know what

it is to be a father.

And I never asked for your betrayal.

Bethany, I... You what?

You what?

You love me.

No, you most certainly do not. You do
not know the meaning of the word.

You do not lie to the one you love.

You do not trick the one you love. You
do not humiliate the one you love.

I may not know much.

You have made abundantly clear, but I do
know one thing. I know that is not

love.

All is fair in love and war, but some
battles leave no victory,

only a trail of broken hearts.

that makes us wonder if the price we pay
is ever worth the fight.

The ones we love have the power to
inflict the greatest scars.

For what thing is more fragile than the
human heart?

The bond between man and bride is
private.

Sacred.

But I must tell you, I have learned that
a grave fraud is afoot.

As if

the

Featheringtons did not have enough to be
dealing with.

Miss Marina Thompson is with child.

And she has been from the very first day
she arrived in our fair city.

Desperate times may call for desperate
measures.

but I would wager many will think her
actions beyond the pale.

Perhaps she thought it her only option,
or perhaps she knows no shame.

But I ask you, can the end ever justify
such wretched means?