Novel & Cerita Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story

“Couldn’t care less if she is there. But I’d like to bring London along. It doesn’t hurt to have a gorgeous woman on my arm.” “Well, that’s not possible.” “How so?” I looked at the flames in the hearth of the drawing room. The only thing I despised about this castle was its lack of windows. It was built at a time when fortification was important. When I renovated it, I kept everything exactly the same wherever possible, so I refused to add windows just for the sake of it. “You really think London will behave herself in front of a majority of the world’s royal families?” she asked incredulously. “That woman can’t be controlled even with a leash around her throat. You’d have to be out of your

Sumire viciously added making Charlotte hang her mouth open. "Are you saying I'm a wanton woman?! How dare you!" Charlotte hissed angrily. "You heard me right? Look at yourself, you have no decency and modesty. You're the perfect definition of a wanton woman." Sumire then smirked and sip the wine to annoy Charlotte more. "I think you misunderstood. Ms. Charlotte De Mavius is a suitable wife for my eldest grandson. She is an heiress to a Mafia clan which is lacking in your family." Don Zagreus calmly said.

* A soft knock sounded—her attendant calling time—but Charlotte lingered, drawing a steadying breath, ready to step into vows laced with strategy, not surrender. The door to the bridal suite creaked open, revealing Rita, Charlotte's mother, her eyes already glistening with joyful tears, and Brian, her protective younger brother, lingering just behind with a tight jaw. Rita rushed forward, clutching Charlotte's hands, her voice thick with emotion. "Oh, my darling girl, look at you—absolutely breathtaking in that gown. My little girl, all grown up and glowing.

I answered. “I understand.” She rested her hands against the balcony railing beside me. “Palaces and royal stuff can become overwhelming when everyone suddenly finds you interesting.” Elizabeth looked toward the dark sky above Scorath before speaking again. “Seraphine has never reacted to anyone that way before, you must be a peculiar girl…well so I've heard” “I didn’t mean for it to happen.” “I know.” Her smile returned after that. It was perfect…polite…but cold…cold enough to make my skin prickle.

Together they had succeeded where each would have failed alone. The wedding of Lady Charlotte and Lord Henry Philbrook was a grand affair, the county turned out in record numbers to see the lovely girl that married such an eligible bachelor. That night, Lord Henry Philbrook claimed his prize, the coveted virginity of his bride, her youthful body under his as he took out his pent up lust on his new wife. Lady Charlotte endured his hurried rutting, her insides bathed with his hot sex juice before she felt even a hint of arousal. And their sex life never got better, the only pleasure Lady Charlotte received in life was induced with her own fingers. But she

So I opened my mouth in her stead and said, “Jake’s a busy man. But albeit being busy, he makes sure to take care of his lovely wife. In fact, he sent me here to pick her up because he has things to do.” Ophelia nodded her head, agreeing with my words. “I see,” she continued, “Right. There’s no way Jake would leave you be.” Ophelia looked at Charlotte. Charlotte looked uneasy. It seems like my princess is rather uncomfortable with the situation, considering how her eyes are fixed on the floor. I tapped Charlotte’s shoulder, catching her attention. The moment her eyes laid on mine, I smiled at her to reassure that everything’s gonna be alright.

“Bella? As in my Bella?” Gerri's lips curved into a knowing smile as her gaze flicked over Charlotte's faded cartoon pajamas. “Well, King Alyx might have a different opinion on that ownership these days. But yes—your closest friend, my former assistant, and now the queen of Nova Aurora.” Charlotte shook her head, trying to clear the fog. This had to be some elaborate joke. “Come inside before I freeze. And yeah, coffee sounds essential right now. You're dropping bombshells before I've even had a sip.”

Her words struck me with such force that I dropped my cutlery in frustration, unable to bear the weight of her unending accusation. "And what about Ben? Charlotte is the Queen Mother. It was wrong for me to have fallen in love with a werewolf in the first place. This is my way of setting things right, just as you wanted," I snapped back, muffled by the towel on my lips as I readied myself to leave. "A true king would never abandon any of his heirs. Besides, the so-called Queen always avoids dining with us. Haven't you noticed? She even keeps Ben away from me. You can't blame me for preferring her over Athena."

Lucien muttered as he took his shirt off and a long scar that was caused by a sharp object was visible on his back as he stroll his way towards the bathroom. ******* -Heroux Mansion- Later that night, Alexandria was staying in the living room when her mother took a seat on the couch facing her. “How’s your work?” Madame Heroux asked as she placed her cup of tea on top of the glass table. Alexandria lowered down the book she was reading, “It’s fine, mother. I finally cleared my schedule for two weeks in the month of July. How’s your day with Countess Blanc? Did you enjoy your time hanging out with her?” she asked back and Madame Heroux's face turned sour, “I don’t even want to remember my day

He was halfway through the infrastructure investment update when the door opened. Everyone looked. Kate Bridgerton walked in. She was twelve minutes late, which was unusual enough that it registered. She was also wearing a charcoal suit that Seris did not recognize, which meant she had bought it recently. Her hair was up. She had a leather folder under one arm and the expression of someone who knew she was late and had decided that how you entered a room mattered more than when. "My apologies," she said, to the room and no one specifically. "Medical situation in the family. I appreciate your patience."