Welcome to Charming, where swirling petticoats, the language of flowers, and old-fashioned duels are only the beginning of what is lying underneath…
After a magical attempt on her life in 1877, Queen Victoria launched a crusade against magic that, while tidied up by the Ministry of Magic, saw the Wizarding community exiled to Hogsmeade, previously little more than a crossroad near the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In the years that have passed since, Hogsmeade has suffered plagues, fires, and Victorian hypocrisy but is still standing firm.
Thethe year is now 1894. It’s time to join us and immerse yourself in scandal and drama interlaced with magic both light and dark.
Dear Mr. St.John-Black,
I have recently been informed that my sister has broken your engagement by some rather unconventional means. I do apologize for the inconvenience and the upset that I'm sure this development has brought you.
While I'm sure that her actions were in no effort to hurt you, I know that these words likely don't mean much. I do hope that you find a wonderful bride. She will be a very lucky woman.
Miss Finch,
Thank you for your note. I will not speak to your sisters actions as I cannot claim to know her mind, you would know it better than I. I will note that I wish she had had the good sense to speak with me with candor rather than this approach which, as I have told her in person, shows a remarkable sense of poor judgement, and ill use of her family.
It will not have been beyond your notice Miss Finch, that your own prospects have been materially damage by a sister who for the want of plain speaking has humiliated my family and yours. I am not sure if this is commonly how English women of breeding comport themnselves but it is assuredly not how any young person, of either sex, behaves in the United States.
Perhaps on this, the free world is truly more traditional than the old.
Yours
Mr. S St.John-Black
(Samuel is still fully pissed!)
Lady is a star
February 17, 2020 – 3:08 PM
Last modified: February 17, 2020 – 3:09 PM by Dorothy Finch.
Dear Mr. St.John-Black,
My father has made it very clear as to my younger sister's and my own prospects as of now. We will likely not be having a season at all if he finds husband for us by the end of my first season.
With Care,
Miss Dorothy Finch
second letter sent an hour later after she realized that the previous letter was not something that her father would approve of her sending
February 23rd, 1890
Dear Mr. St.John-Black,
My apologies for my bluntness. I assure you I meant no offense. It would seem both families are fairly tense due to these events.
Miss Finch,
I am sorry for that, truly. I understand the pleasures that a young lady can recieve from the season. Perhaps, given your sisters choices, it might be approraite to trust your father and not allow history to repeat itself.
A letter is not sent, but rather a yellow carnation. It is sent due to his last sentence, and the distain she feels for him. She would later regret being so blunt, but no letters will be sent unless she deems necessary.