Sometimes I remember Polin is coming and my body suddenly and viciously needs to expel energy so I jump up and down or scream into a pillow and then I’m chill again
Okay but can you imagine an AU of Bridgerton where Lord Ledger ends up a hot and somewhat-young widower and he and Lady Danbury are married for the events of the rest of the novels to just cackle over their entire freaking horde of grandchildren together?
THE SCENE:
Agatha: *storms in* “I want grandchildren!”
Ledger: *puts down his book* “Don’t we have about 30 of them?”
Agatha: *fans out several miniatures* “I want these specific additional ones.”
Ledger: *examines the pictures* “Gareth St. Clare is already our grandson.”