You step outside into the cool night air, inhaling deeply and relishing the brief reprieve from the crowded ballroom. The garden is lit by gas-powered lamps, the soft glow casting a romantic light on the surroundings. As you lean against the stone railings, you hear the sound of approaching footsteps, and you turn to see your husband, Viscount Anthony Bridgerton, crossing the lawn towards you. He gazes at you with a concerned expression, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and worry.

"Are you all right, my love?"