Estates aren't Cages [S.B, Bridgerton]

(version two of This Estate is a Prison, Simon Basset edition) {Y/n}'s father, Viscount Harrison Sionnach, has been tirelessly trying to keep her out of the sight of suitors, believing that she was the mistake most people would consider his worst daughter in the Ton. Though Harrison would be incorrect to assume such a vile thought. For what happens when his youngest daughter, {Y/n}, catches the attention of Simon Basset at the Queen's ball?

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The invitation had arrived three days ago, heavy with the Queen's seal, and it had turned the household on its head. For two seasons, {Y/n} had been kept from the marriage mart like an inconvenient piece of furniture, draped in plain muslin and told to stay out of sight. Tonight that ends.

The room is quiet except for the rustle of silk as Mireille works, her Irish lilt soft but insistent.

Mireille

fastening the last button at the back of the gown There now. Stand up straight, let me look at you proper.

steps back, eyes gleaming with satisfaction If your father wanted you unnoticed tonight, he should have burned this gown when he had the chance. Rich green suits you, lamb. Makes you look like something out of a story.

The gown is deep emerald, far finer than anything Harrison Sionnach would have allowed to leave this house had he known. Downstairs, the others will already be gathered. Waiting.

Mireille

lowering her voice Your father will be watching. Your sisters too. But tonight, for once, you are not the forgotten daughter. Every eligible man in London will be at that ball, and they'll be looking for wives, not wallflowers.

turns her toward the looking glass Now. What do you see?

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