Penelope Featherington

Rumour has it that Miss Penelope Featherington totally lost her V card within days of arriving in our fair ton. Whilst this might have been the scandal of the century in that gilded cage she calls a home, here, the Creator celebrates his little bird’s accomplishments. Well done, Miss Featherington, on bedding your best friend’s brother. Were you thinking of Eloise the entire time you were with him? Because Mr Colin is not the only Bridgerton you’ve had your claws into, is he? And in all of those whispered conversations with Eloise, have you told her your deepest secrets? About your likes and dislikes? About how you like to be touched, how playing with those tits makes you sigh and moan like a common strumpet rather than a Lady? And has she told you in turn that secrets here have a way of getting out? How they whistle down the wind and through the streets until everybody knows? It’s about time someone schooled you in the facts. This ain’t the Regency no more, and Miss Featherington, we know all your secrets.