There was little light by which to see the words, even with the full moon shining through the windows of the coach, but that didn’t really matter. It is naught but the simple red campion (Silene dioica), but it brightens the fields here in Gloucestershire, and indeed seems to have arrived early this year.Įloise Bridgerton smoothed the well-read sheet of paper across her lap. I offer you this pressed flower as thanks. It was thoughtful of you to take the time to write to a gentleman you have never met. Thank you for your kind note at the loss of my wife. It was common courtesy, or even if it wasn’t (and Phillip was quite certain he didn’t know the full etiquette of one’s wife dying), it still somehow seemed like the right thing to do.Īnd so, with a weary breath, he put his quill to paper. She’d rarely left her bedchamber it was easy to forget about someone one never saw. He supposed he shouldn’t be upset, or even surprised. It seemed most of her friends and family had forgotten her since her marriage. He’d received precious few condolence notes since Marina had died. He sighed, then surprised himself by reaching for his own stationery and quill. Did Marina have Bridgerton cousins? She must have done, if one of them was sending him a letter. Please do not hesitate to write if there is anything I can do to ease your pain at this difficult time. Although it has been many years since I last saw Marina, I remember her fondly and was deeply saddened to hear of her passing. I am writing to express my condolences on the loss of your wife, my dear cousin Marina.
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