Lady Whistledown's latest

The wedding was over, most have started to file out when a servants of the house walked in, each holding a decent amount of papers. Lady Whistledown pamphlets. Everyone showed eagerness at getting the scraps of gossip that it would provide.

Josephine looked around her, wondering if everyone's own lives were that incredible boring that they found their entertainment by prying into the lives of others and destroying the reputation of said person.

Soft gasps filled the room as their eyes scanned the room, shifty looks casted her way. She was used to getting those glances but she was shocked when Duke Bennett and even Zacharias looked towards her, what had this monstrous woman written this time?

Bennett watched with a new found amusement as Josephine snatched the paper out of the hands of Cressida's hands so she could read it herself. The blonde about to protest but the glare in Josephine's eyes shut her down.

Dearest gentle reader,
It is with a heavy heart that I am to relay the news that I have heard. Duke Brandon Edgerton has fallen in battle, till his final breath he was a noble and brave man. A man worthy of so much in this world.

That is why, this author is assuming so, that Lady Josephine Rowlington has been dressed in the colors of mourning for the past days. Though the two has not been wed or even been seeing in a light that wasn't scandalous.

It is truly a sorrow and heartache that I have had to announce this. Though Josephine Rowlington has known, why had she not told the people of this loss? How did she learn?

In other news there are new faces amongst the members of the ton that I am sure did not go unnoticed. Duke Bennett Ryder, a notably handsome and charming man. Viscount Zacharias Canthrow, a artist, a man as kind as he is clueless. And Princess Anora Nassau, the second princess to join the ranks of the ton, how thrilling indeed.

I hope you all had a splendid time at your country homes and the brief break from my writings, but I can assure you that I am back and I see all. Nothing is out of my range.

Yours truly, Lady Whistledown

Josephine read the words, the anger clear to see across her face as she crumpled up the paper. The Rowlington siblings were looking towards her nervously, wondering what she would do. Elmer trailing after her as she made her way to the stairs leading up.

Once she was sure that everyone could see her, she stopped and looked over the crowd. Elmer a step down from her. "Lady Whistledown!" She called out as her eyes scanned the crowd. "I am sure that you are here, why would you not be? Anything for a scrape of gossip to fuel your paper as you are unsatisfied with your own life you must make others feel your pain. You are most likely a spinster, unloved and I can see why if this is how you are when not being your pen ."

Louis was looking up at her with wide eyes, she didn't know who she was messing with and what power she could hold in making Josephine's life hell. But Estella, Gwen and Phoebe all looked up at her with admiration, going against the scribbler.

"You have made a enemy for life here to night Whistledown! How dare you use Brandon's legacy to drag my name once again through the mud. We were never scandalous and he was more of a gentleman then anyone I have ever met. I will unmask you Whistledown and then I will make you pay for your words." Josephine's eyes scanned the people, seeing the mixed emotions on the faces of all.

"If you have something to say to me, to degrade or insult me, then do not be a coward. Come and say it to my face you unruly bitch." Gasps sounded from the crowd, a smirk crossing Josephine's face. "Yeah!"  Estella cheered and clapped soon some other members clapped with her. Specifically the ones who Josephine was friends with.

Once she reached the bottom of the stairs Louis grabbed onto her arm, pulling her to the side. "Do you have any idea of what you are doing and who you are messing with?" He demanded as he looked at her.

Josephine looked up at him without a sense of regret on her face. "She does not know who she is dealing with. I am brutal and unyielding. I am not one of the soft girls of the ton who will roll over and be all nice and obedient."

"You are making a powerful enemy Josephine." The eldest brother said with a small sigh as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. The stress level only raising when she looked up at him with a smirk and a defiant look in her emerald green eyes. "I am the powerful enemy. Plus having powerful enemies makes me feel important." She joked softly as she turned away, heading back into the crowd of people.

"Josephine!" Delilah squealed as her, Clara and Estella flocked towards her. "I hope you unmask her, that vile woman has it coming." Estella said with a grin as she pulled her into a hug. Yes the pain of Brendon's death was still plaguing her, she felt a moment of peace knowing she was standing up against her.

"I hope so too. That lady Whistledown had done enough damage to people's reputations about things that are, quite frankly, none of her or the tons business." Josephine said with a firm nod of her head.

She wasn't aware that now two men were watching her as she spoke to her friends about who Lady Whistledown might actually be. She didn't want the eyes on her but at this point she didn't care.

Let people look, let them see that she is a force to be reckoned with, that she will not bow down to any man or woman.

Josephine Rowlington has had enough.

Hopefully the chapters will get longer again but a chapter is a chapter lol