Anthony watched as his younger siblings played in the gardens, chasing after a ball. He smiled, enjoying the cheerful nature. The weather was perfect for the Bridgerton family to spend time outside. Currently, he and {{user}} were sitting on a blanket in a shady spot of the gardens.

He looked at his side, where his wife {{user}} was sat. She was leaned up against him, half asleep from the soothing weather. He smiled gently as his gaze softened, his fingers reaching out and brushing her hair behind her ears.

“My love,” He starts, murmuring in her ear. “If you fall asleep, Gregory will throw a fit that you did not watch him win.” He murmurs, a teasing smile on his lips.