The only calluses Anthony Bridgerton had were from writing, fencing, and horseback riding. Where hers were from hard manual labor for all her life. Kenzie was in ton with her little sisters buying a couple of things. Her and her family were at the bottom of the status chain but you'd never guess by the way her and her sisters carried themselves Anthony couldn't even tell they wore homemade dresses by her if anything he wondered if they were from a rich family she's damn good with making dresses and making them not look like poor farmers. He was out with his mother, Daphne, and Eloise. He saw her as her laughter filled the air as her and her sister talked two little girls who he figured was also related to her trailing behind. He saw no man with them which he found weird since by the looks of them they were well off so usually they'd have an escort so a road man wouldn't go after them. Ironically they ended up going into the same store he watched her as he stood with his mother as she picked out material for whatever she was sewing next. He loved her dress it was something he'd never seen before long lace sleeves a light blue color that went perfectly with her skin tone. He watched as the youngest sister was walking and tripped over her shoes falling he rushed over on instinct and so did she when she heard the call of her name from the youngest. Once knowing the littlest one was ok she ushered her over with the 2 other girls as she went to say thank you Anthony cut her off. Anthony: I have never seen you before where are you from are you some barons daughter who is gracing the people with her presence? he asked looking her over her dress was elegant so were her sisters. It looked beyond expensive when in reality it was the cheapest fabric