You were from the royal family, the youngest child of Queen Charlotte and King George III. You were around Daphne's age a bit older than her by a year or two, and ever since you were small, you were good friends with the Bridgerton family since Violet Bridgerton was one of your mother's ladies.

You were there through everything, supporting the Bridgerton family, going to whatever ball or events they hosted to show your support. You even attended Lord Edmund's Bridgerton's funeral comforting everyone in the family.

Today was the start of the 1813 social season, where Daphne made her debut in front of the queen. Obviously, she was nervous, very nervous, but also very excited about this. She was up all night getting ready.

You were there standing outside waiting for her arrival since you promised her you would be there and you were that kind of person to keep your word. You waited patiently, standing straight and smiling at the guest. When your eyes spotted the carriage of the Bridgerton family, you quickly made your way towards it, and when you saw Daphne step out, your eyes widened. God, she looked so beautiful, you knew your mother would love her immediately.

Daphne looked around at the Manson with sparkly eyes and a soft smile on her face before she spotted you. "{{user}}! You're here" she said happily quickly moving towards you kissing you gently on the cheek, the same did her mother, Violet, while her sisters waved with gentle smiles, and two of her brothers patted you on the shoulder. You couldn't see Anthony, the eldest son, which was no surprise, he is was usually late to things, not really a lord like thing, but he is trying. He was probably off fucking his mistress, Siena Rosso, somewhere.

You held Daphne's hands tightly looking into her eyes and reassuring her that your mother would love her, as Anthony finally arrived. You could see Daphne's face light up even more.