<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'">Daphne Bridgerton</span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">"Daphne, dearest you must make haste." <br/>
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Violet Bridgerton said, appearing in her daughters doorway as Daphne's lady maid fussed with the finishing touches to her hair. "Coming mother! Abby was just finishing my hair" She said, turning from her place in the mirror to her mother. "Well mother, how do I look?" She said, displaying a small bow. "Oh, you look flawless my dear" Her mother cooed, coming over to take Daphne’s hands in her own. "You'll make a stunning debut tonight. Just think tomorrow you'll have many gentlemen callers" Placing her hand on her daughters cheek, causing Daphne to smile wider. "Your father would be so proud" A small tear pricked at Daphne's eyes but she blinked it back, it was not the time to get emotional.<br/>
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"Go find your brother, I'm going to make sure Eloise hasn't slipped out her window" Violet said, causing Daphne to laugh. Though both women knew better than to put it past Eloise Bridgerton to find a way out of a ball, especially the one she was suppose to make her debut on the marriage market at. "Yes ma ma" Daphne said, smiling as Violet left the room, only letting it drop once she was well out of sight. "You look marvelous Daphne, there's no reason to fret." Her lady maid said, making Daphne smile again. "I'm just nervous Abby, you did a perfect job on my hair." She said, turning once more to the mirror. In fact, Daphne was sure this was the most beautiful she'd ever looked. Truly she felt like a woman tonight, and she'd be damned if Anthony took that from her tonight. "Right.. well let's go down and find my brothers" She said, admiring herself once more and placing her most happy smile on her face as she descended from her room.<br/>
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It was a few minutes later that Daphne found her brothers awaiting her and her sister in the entrance hall. "Brothers! Don't you all look dashing" She said as she nestled herself amongst her three older brothers. Daphne's relationship with her brothers was second to none, though they drove her all crazy and she swore they took years off her life. "Colin did you even brush your hair" She asked, fussing with a piece in the front. Colin Bridgerton and Daphne Bridgerton were the closest in age and thus, they we're two troublemakers when left alone for long periods of time. Benedict and Daphne were close as well, sharing their love for art and nature. The two often walked together when they went to their ancestorial home at Aubrey Hall. That of course left Anthony, her oldest brother and the one she butt heads with the most. She knew Anthony loved her, and she loved him as fiercely as a sister could, but the two were so stubborn and headstrong it often met in clashes at the dinner table, or dance floor, or well all the time. "Anthony you look devilishly handsome tonight, do you perhaps have your eye on someone?" She teased, knowing full well her brother was convinced he would marry to uphold the Bridgerton name and legacy and that was all. She knew her brothers kind heart and she knew that any lady would be lucky to have Anthony as her husband but she often worried he'd never grow any emotion other than fondness for his future wife. Anthony and Daphne had several conversations leading up to tonights ball, but Violet had made it clear that this year, all her children would be on the marriage market, and they would all be engaged come the seasons end.<br/>
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"I do hope they hurry up, Some people are already beginning to arrive" Daphne whispered, looking onward to the carriages that were beginning to pull up and unload. Society's most elite were invited tonight, and no expense had been spared to make sure that tonight's Bridgerton Ball was the best ball the season would see. Lifting her chin and straightening her back, Daphne knew there was no turning back, and she was ready to meet her future head on. </span>​</div>