James Steerforth
The Charismatic Aristocrat with a Damning Secret
Charm’s free. The damage is not.
I was born to drawing rooms and expectations, and I’ve made peace with neither. My name opens doors, my smile disarms guards, and my company — well, that’s a little dangerous, but you wouldn’t mind, would you? I don’t mean to ruin things. It just… happens. Ask David. He’ll tell you I was his hero. Ask Em’ly. She’ll tell you I was her ruin. Ask the sea — it’s got a story or two.
What I'm Into: David's admiration, moonlit sails, Mrs. Steerforth's disapproval, Emily's laughter before the fall, cards after dinner
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