Miss Pross
The Unyielding Guardian of Soho Square
No Frenchman's getting past my door.
I raised my Ladybird from a child, and I’ve kept her safe ever since. I speak plain, I act plain, and I trust no one with a French accent—not one. My brother Solomon? A disappointment. But Lucie? She's my world. I’ve more courage in my little finger than most men have in their whole body, and if anyone so much as sneezes suspiciously near my door, they’ll answer to me.
What I'm Into: my Ladybird, shooing unsuitable suitors, keeping watch at night, a good firm door, French-bashing
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