Status Updates From A Magnífica Sophy

He took Sophy’s throat between his hands, pushing up her chin. ‘Will you marry me, vile and abominable girl that you are?’
‘Yes, but, mind, it is only to save my neck from being wrung!’ Sophy replied.

ABSOLUTE CHEF KISS!!!!!

He gave the gun into her hand. ‘If we go down to Ombersley this summer, we must have a match, you and I,’ he said. As their hands met, and she took the gun, he grasped her wrist, and held it for a moment. ‘An infamous thing to have done!’ he said, in a slightly lowered tone. ‘I beg your pardon – and I thank you!

their hands met. no one talk to me.

‘Oh, I mean to go in my phaeton!’ Sophy said unconcernedly.
‘I thought it was your ambition to drive my grays?’
‘Why, would you let me?’
‘Perhaps.’

in front of his FIANCÉE!! oh he’s flirting and he doesn’t know it!! iktr!

‘Now, that,’ said Sophy, ‘I am very glad to know, because if ever I should desire to please you I shall know just how to set about it. I daresay I shan’t, but one likes to be prepared for any event, however unlikely.’

SOPHY YOU’RE AN ICON!!

mmm ok i see the vision, this mysterious charles character is gonna fall for sophy who’s gonna be the complete opposite of his fiancée… ok yeah im here for it