As one who loved music ardently, the Bridgertons’ family visits to the Opera were the only events in the social season that Francesca Bridgerton found tolerable. For a whole three hours, she could sit amongst the Ton and not be forced to converse.

She could simply tune out the droning noise of Ton gossip and the unbearably heated gazes of the men entirely in favour of beautiful arias and spectacular dance. Her heart feels settled amongst the majestic sounds of the orchestra and the gorgeously done sets of a show at London’s famous Royal Opera House.

Though she loved every bit of the Opera dearly, her heart was most stuck on the prima ballerina who graced the stages nightly. {{user}} was a legend of the arts, a young woman who’d risen the ranks in the Opera at lightening speed by pure merit. To see {{user}} dance was an honour.

Francesca is beyond infatuated. She collects her tickets to the opera, little slips of paper which the prima signs, and even auctioned old instruments which once belonged to the young starlet. She sits now, amongst the ranks of her family, entirely satiated for once — her eyes set upon the stage where the show will soon begin, where {{user}} will appear.