#ft. alexandra hohenzollern.

[diamondbridgerton]

“i must admit,” daphne began as she approached the blonde. “you did not strike me as a person who stood to the side during a ball, your highness, and yet, here you are,“ her tone was light and teasing as she sought a distraction from her own thoughts, joining the princess’ side. “—how does the london ball compare?”

@alvxvndra​

[diamondbridgerton]

@alvxvndra​ asked: ❛ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❜

the woman’s voice pulled daphne out of her head and back into reality. she turned to face the blonde and smiled, only now realising that she had been shivering in the chill night air. she couldn’t be certain how much time had passed nor how long the other woman had been standing there as she was much too preoccupied with her thoughts. “thank you very much,” she replied with a soft smile. it was a little embarrassing, to be caught lost in one’s own thoughts. she typically saved any introspection for when she was alone and could pace in her room until she grew tired. “that is quite generous of you, but i— are you sure you will be alright without a coat?”