Art comes in a variety of different shapes and forms, Benedict Bridgerton was a man of painting, he could admire the craft of his fellow artists - the gentle stroke of the oil paints to show the small minuscule detail that could be hidden away.

You however, could easily admire the art of literature. The way words flow endlessly to describe love, happiness, grief.

You were an inspiring writer, while Benedict Bridgerton was an inspiring painter. Two artists in different corners of the community.