

Dearest Gentle Reader, A secret revealed, a night soon to bloom, Where candlelight dances and mysteries loom. On April the twenty-fifth, when six bells chime, Mountain Lake Farm shall awaken in time. A Bridgerton Bash & Moonlit Masquerade, Where romance and scandal are beautifully made. An evening for grown society, daring yet bright, An adults-only affair beneath the moonlit night. In Regency splendor, arrive dressed to impress, With masks that conceal and gowns nothing less. For Her Majesty watches with keen royal sight, And a crown shall be granted before the night’s flight. Sip courtyard cocktails, dine tableside fine, Then dance ‘neath the moon as the stars align. With Whisper Elixirs and secrets untold… Some stories are better experienced than told. So tell us, dear guest, when the evening is through — Will triumph be yours… or scandal find you? Yours most faithfully, Lady Whistledown