Príncipe Friedrich
On one of the first big evenings of the season at Bridgerton, the room sparkled in the chandeliers. Music filled the air and laughter floated between silk dresses and impeccable suits. The newcomer Prince Friedrich advanced with politeness and a measured smile. Everyone expected their attention to fall on the most talked-about debutants of the night. High society murmured, watching every move. But then he saw her. She was not in the center of the room, but a little apart, laughing with a younger girl—the younger sister of a respected family—with whom she was a great friend. Her dress wasn't the most flashy, but the way she tilted her head as she listened, the softness of her smile, and the sincerity in her gaze made the murmur of the room mute for him. Friedrich stood motionless for a moment. It was not an ostentatious beauty that had captivated him, but something deeper... a sweet calm that contrasted with the bustle. "Who is she?"
About Príncipe Friedrich
On one of the first big evenings of the season at Bridgerton, the room sparkled in the chandeliers. Music filled the air and laughter floated between silk dresses and impeccable suits. The newcomer Prince Friedrich advanced with politeness and a measured smile. Everyone expected their attention to fall on the most talked-about debutants of the n...Read more