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[mostly-angst]

5 Hours-Logan Angst

Warnings: Implications of su!c!de, Implications of self harm

Other than that, funny enough I wrote this for my English class, and I liked it well enough to share.

                                                                                                                -Logan

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In a world where time is the only thing that matters, it is very strange to see a person not worried about their own time. Even more rare to find someone at 5 hours unfazed, sitting in the far corner of a library, reading. The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie to be specific. With rapt attention, their eyes poured over each enthralling page from behind the black framed glasses perched high on their nose.

“Logan!” The cry resonates throughout the entire silent building. Two sets of footsteps reach the dark oak shelves surrounding the human on the floor. Two figures, clad in opposing colors, stopped before them, panting.

“Sorry, Nerdy Wolverine, but Hot Topic over here has your timer memorized and wants to have as much fun today as possible.” The one clad in white claimed, as he tugged at the collar of his button up. “I put up a fight saying you should be able to do what you want.”

“Romano, I think you switched the roles.” The other, who donned a black and purple hoodie, claimed with a playful shove. The first turned to the books surrounding them. “Five hours, Lo. At least be with us for a bit. Even if some of us don’t say it, we really do care about you.”

“I’m gonna miss you, Microsoft Nerd.” He said, glancing away from the books.

“I guess I could, for you guys.” A piece of paper slips into the book, fresh blue ink flashing in the light of the library. Standing and replacing the book he takes a look at the other two. Red eyes and clumpy lashes. Each hand was grabbed and they were dragged to a beat up, red Cadillac.

The windows were down, and Logan’s head rested on the car door. Wind tousled their normally perfect hair. They couldn’t bring themself to care at this point though.

A large manor greeted the eyes of the three passengers, intimidating only to the new. Blue eyes peered from between the curtains, and green from in the bushes. Opening the door, golden flecked eyes darted over the three. Lingering maybe a second longer on the 5 hours hanging above their head. 

“Come in, come in!” A leaf covered figure exclaimed, jumping from the bushes. “I got us dinner!”

“I swear to all things Disney if you caught another live bird I will-” Romano, or Roman, started to threaten.

“Kiddos! Let’s all take a breath.” Another figure, this time in a blue polo with a grey sweater around his shoulders, attempted to take charge.

“Patton. We are older than you. It is very improper of you to call us all kiddo.” Logan explained. 

“Well Kiddo, that is a very rude thing to say to your Dad!” Patton gasped. “Now come one, come all to this dinner extravaganza!” Hands grasped theirs, and their feet slid along the pavement and up the steps into a huge, modern living room. Laid out on the coffee table was rows of dishes that Logan had expressed a preference to before. 

As they scooped food onto their plate, in moderation of course, arms wrapped around their waist. “Five hours, Sweetheart, and you were in a Library.” 

“I know, Jan, but…” They stop as hands run up the exposed forearm.

“Logan, promise me.” Janus almost begged. Luckily for Logan, his silence didn’t have to last as they were tackled onto the couch by the twins, Roman and Remus. After months of debating, they weren’t giving up now.  “Lo! Lo! Lo! Ro had an awesome idea!” The darker one was practically vibrating with joy. “We could go to the sea! It’s only a five minute walk and you could maybe see all the animals again!”

Logan nods in agreement, the corners of their mouth struggling to break their indifferent expression. The lighter one pulls them up in a swift motion and Janus lifts them onto his back. “And away we go!” Roman yells after jumping onto Remus’s back and pointing forward like a knight. The pair gallops out of the house leaving the other four behind. 

“I don’t think this was an out of nowhere idea, as they both have a bathing suit on.” Virgil observes. Janus and Patton laugh at this. 

“I’ll run up and grab you all your stuff that we’ve left here, you guys go ahead.” Patton disappears up the stairs, and Virgil turns to them. With a simple hand motion, Janus is carrying Logan out the door and towards the beach. A slight breeze runs through their hair reminding them of the ever approaching time. 

Everyone eventually made it to the beach. They were absolutely alone because the rich parents of the twins owned it. In the boat house they took turns changing into their trunks. By the time they had even arrived the twins were already fighting in the water, and it had progressed to the point of pulling Patton in by the time everyone was changed. 

Smiles graced everyone’s face as hours slipped by. Soon enough Logan’s call arrived. Their parents want them home because of some dinner. A long hug was shared with everyone, knowing this would be the last time they would ever be seen as six. Silent tears were brushed away. They peeled their tie and handed it to Janus. “Never forget me, My Love.” The twins drove them home, attempting to keep the atmosphere light. 

The darkened doorway greeted them as they rose up the stone porch, not daring to touch the cold rails that trapped them on either side. A creaking door opened into to bright of a room. Plastered smiles greeted them, blatantly ignoring the now minutes of time. 

Twenty minutes pass before it meets what this dinner is supposed to be about, work. A grown up topic Logan supposedly wasn’t mature enough to discuss. They hid their growing weakness as they walked upstairs, but avoided their room. The cold tile of the bathroom was a relief through their socked feet. Looking in the mirror they cringed. Too long of hair stared back at them, and dark blue eyes overrun by tears put them on full display. After one last check the door was locked, they fixed their glasses and began. Grabbing the scissors they began to hack at their hair till it was at a satisfactory length. Cheeks now wet, they had a mere three minutes left. Letter still in the book, they stepped up, took a breath and then down. There they swung, til everything came to a stop, clock reaching zero. 

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Loving The Handsome Duke of Chatsworth, Chapter 5

TITLE: Loving The Handsome Duke of Chatsworth.

CHAPTER NO: Chapter Five

SYNOPSIS: Tom Hiddleston AU Love story - Set in the Victorian Era...

Circa 1858 to be precise...

AUTHOR:@punk-in-docs

AO3 LINK: http://archiveofourown.org/works/4108306?view_full_work=true

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Elizabeth was nicely tucked into her bed, happily and much to the relief of her lungs, she had gladfully been able to take the torso crushing emerald silk dress off and slid into her far more comfortable white laced nightdress. She doesn’t even remember getting into bed. Nor the blissful feel of cool crisp bedsheets atop her butter soft matress, and she had barely lain her smiling head down onto her cushiony featherdown pillow before she had been tugged, without fuss or recollection, deep into the swirling black pit of a deep dream.

She entered a world all entirely of her own design, where there was no such men as the foul mouthed and mannered Burke, no such thing as grey London rain, and everyday was sunshine and galore. And where she could also spend her time feeling like she could be completely free of all such obligations that shackled her. Where Mrs Sharpe would not chide her for eating what she liked, reading what she pleased and acting in a manner that young ladies ought not. Where every day was one long stretch of bliss. Because she remembered that Sir Thomas Kenworthy had appeared like an absolute angel as she slept, floating through her head like the finest sweetest vision of a man that he was. Those sinfully blue eyes examining her with a twinge of love about them, his smile handsomely wide as he stared at her, waves of his ink coloured hair brushing back, reaching the nape of his neck, and swinging into his eyes as he smiles at her, and to her alone. She didn’t want any other girl to be the lucky recipient of his breathtaking smile. She dreamt she could do such things as stroking her hand down the side of his carved jawbone, before leaning close and softly pressing the delicate curve of her lips to his. And the subsequent delight that swept through her, as she envisioned their faces, foreheads and lips touching, molded in passion. It was quite the loveliest sight she had ever been privy too.

Better than pleasant sunshine in may, better than the flawless treacle tarts from the bakery on primrose hill, the scent of freshly cut roses, and better than damn near all the things in her life that she deemed perfect already.

She watches as his hand wraps around her waist to ease her closer, his other hand cradling her supple neck as he had to have more of her. Had to touch her in a way that let her know much he adored her. She found herself arching and curling closer into his lean body as the kiss intensified, the desire and flaring passion trebling between them. Elizabeth sighed softly in her sleep, curling into the pillow next to her, rolling over in the large double bed, easing onto the pillow next to her own. She smiled, unknowingly at the scenario that was playing out in her mind. As she was not conscious, she was not privy to the fact that it would be deemed most improper. She cared not one jot, she just carried on dreaming about kissing the Handsome Duke of Chatsworth. Atleast, that was until Mrs Sharpe crossed silently to her curtains, padding across the carpets in Elizabeth’s room, and throwing them open to throw a square of bright unfiltered sunshine straight onto her sleeping form. The young woman grumbled, jolted away from the enchanting feel of the Duke’s lips in her dream, and plonked back down into the substandard triteness of reality.

Elizabeth groaned, rolling over in her sleep, shoving her knotted red hair under her pillow and keeping the covers pulled high, tenting across her eyes.

“None of that Libby, you have a most busy day ahead of you. We have yet to receive two gentleman callers by lunchtime and just beyond, and you may not do as such from your bedchamber, heaven forfend, Nessie, draw the gel a bath…”

Araminta instructed, her tone more nasal and grating than its usual tone that Libby cared to remember it as. Perhaps that’s because it was the first sound to assault Elizabeth’s senses at this ungodly hour in the morning. Her ears had not yet atuned to the day.

“What time is it?”

Elizabeth asked, her lips smoshed into the pillow below her face, all Mrs Sharpe could see was the back of the young lady’s tangled auburn curls as the rest of her was burrowed under the covers alike that of a hibernating bunny in winter.

However, as most of her speech was muffled by the pillow, all Araminta could pick up was a faint grumble that sounded akin to;

“Whharrrrrrttiimiisssssitttt?”

Mrs Sharpe rolled her eyes as Nessie padded across the room to the en-suite, cooing a greeting to the decidely grumpy form of her friend who was still slumped abed. Nessie had been up out of bed wide awake and spritely as soon as the clock struck 6. Elizabeth, it was safe to say, was not a morning person. And that trait was one which vexed Mrs Sharpe greatly.

“Morning Libs.” She called sweetly.

“gooowaaayyyy” Elizabeth cranked from under her curtain of coiled hair

“Charming.”

The young maid retorted, scoffing, her smile cheeky and wide as she pushed her hand to the washroom door handle and shoved it inwards, to begin filling her steaming hot bath.

“As to your interest in the time, Elizabeth, it is a quarter past seven, and about time you rose yourself from that bed.” Mrs Sharpe insisted, crossing to the bed and jabbing her stepdaughter in the side.

Elizabeth rather thought she’d be inclined to bite or snap at her in a minute. One, because her prodding was most annoying, and second, because she had disturbed Elizabeth from a rather lovely, dream. She couldn’t remember all that much, but she had been kissing Sir Thomas, that much she did know.

It was at this point, that suddenly, barelling little footsteps thudded their quiet way from down the hall, and thundered into her room. And Elizabeth felt a small little weight throw themselves onto her bed, shoving her in the side harder and faster than that of Mrs Sharpe. Araminta’s touch was gentle and careful, this was not. This thing was jabbing painfully into her ribs with small little hands that were as sharp as pencils, relentlessly poking with absolute undettered ferocity.

“Feliiiicciitteerr.” Libby snarled, her tone warning her as to what level of pain she’d inflict on the little midge when she was able to open her eyes.

“Libby! Wake up! You have to wake up! You have to tell me what the Duke is like! Mrs Sharpe says he’s quite the handsomest man ever to offer to court you! Is that true? Is he so terribly amiable? Mrs Sharpe says so! If you get married will you be a Duchess? And can I come and stay with you at your country manor?”

Libby’s head spun with the endless torrent of enquiries. It was quarter past seven in the morning, for heavens sake. These insanely, destestfully awake, people should all be back in their own beds and not here, bothering her. God Knows Felicity should be in her own room, in much the same state.

Especially Felicity. The irking little bug, that she was.

“Who let the tiny vexation into my room?”

Elizabeth growled into her pillow, throwing it away from her face, and peering back through strands of mussed and entangled red hair. Squinting from one eye into the harsh sunlight that flooded onto her bed. But trying to glare half heartedly at the little grinning, brown eyed, wide awake face of her sibling that was leering over at her, sprawled on the bed close to her big sister. Grinning as if it was going out of fashion.

“Heavens, Felicity, even I couldn’t answer all those questions..” Mrs Sharpe observed under her breath. The girl had rattled off about seventeen questions in one single breath. That remark truly showing how lengthy Felicity’s questions were if even Araminta's rambling stride could not match them.

That was no mere thing, indeed.

Elizabeth groaned. Deeply. As she rolled onto her back to look up at the canopy of the bed above her. Her groan was a sound that was quite an undertstatement as to her annoyance regarding the gathering that half of the household had decided to host in her room in the small, not to mention rude, hours of the morning.

“Up.”

Mrs Sharpe ordered. In a brusque, I-shan’t-be-taking-any-nonsense-today, command that would have made the Duke of Wellington quake in his boots, and spur to immediately obey. She crossed to Libby’s wardrobe and pulled the doors open, trying to select which one of her best dresses she must put on to receive her callers.

Elizabeth gave Felicity a glare as her sibling wrenched the bed covers off her sister from her spot perching on the corner of her bed, and the cool air of her room permeated the heated cocoon of cover’s which had warmed her all night.

Elizabeth pointed a finger at her sisters smug features, which were still grinning stupidly, and snarled with a voice like poison;

“Much more from you this morning, you infuriating tick, and I will not hesitate in thwacking you one.” She warned.

“Now, Now…”

Mrs Sharpe chided from inside Elizabeths wardrobe. Should she be dressed in the scarlet laced gown which made her skin look most pale? Or the Velevet blue that made her eyes and hair most pretty indeed?

Felicity pointed her tongue at her elder sister. Who threw her legs over the side of the bed and sat up, touching her feet to the floor, her long hair at the back of her head all mussed where she had lain her head in the night. And where the long length of it was unbound, spilled down reaching just halfway down her back, a long jumble of fiery flame curls which most men wanted to discover the length of, for she had hair long enough for any elegant chignon, but they had all wanted to see it unbound. To see for themselves how it would make her look like a wild and un-tamed woman. Especially also if she didn’t sport her cold cream, or the rouge on her cheeks, that way they would also know that underneath it, she had a spackling of barely visible freckles all across her nose. A matter which she looked far too sultry without, along with her sunset coloured hair, and eyes the colour of bluebells.

Libby sighed, deciding she should tackle atleast some of Felicity’s searching requests into the Sir Thomas’s appearance.

“Yes Felicity..” She sighed. “He was most likeable. I can’t remember ever having met a more good-humoured or genial man in all my life.” Elizabeth spoke through a yawn.

She grunted as she stood and tugged on her white cotton dressing gown, which would most likely be inside out. But never the matter, she trudged over to her wash basin and jug on the dresser on the far side of the room, and after tipping a splash of lukewarm water into the bowl, dipped her wascloth into the warm water, lathered it over a few times with her honey and lily soap, before wiping it across her face. The warmth and wetness helping her ease into the land of the living.

“I can’t wait to see him. Mrs Sharpe says if he is to take tea here then I ought join you..” Felicity beamed.

Elizabeth, who had been drying her face with a scented towel, lowered it at Felicity’s words, after having dabbed her face dry. To look to her sister in an expression of utter dismay and with all the impending gloom as if she had just been informed that the world was going to end, before she looked across to Araminta. The apprehensive doom present on her face not having faded away.

“Does the Duke wish to make social contact with quite the most puerile pest in all of England?”

Elizabeth asked Mrs Sharpe, who smiled widely at Elizabeth’s wit. She’d allow her that wry comment, just so long as she didn’t repeat the sentiment in front of the gentlemen later on.

Elizabeth smiled as Felicity’s mouth dropped open, and she grabbed a pillow and lobbed it at her sister. The thing landed two metres shy of Libby’s toes. Her aim was decidely below par aswell.

“ A most honourable attempt, Felicity.”

Mrs Sharpe sighed. As if she should be more horrified that her stepchildren were engaging in throwing bedding about the room, but honestly, they’d done worse in their younger years.

“I hope you rethink your manners this afternoon, when we receive Sir Thomas, I don’t think a man as lofty as he would wish to remain in the company of a pest, let alone a pest with such a very poor throwing arm.” Mrs Sharpe smiled.

Felicity’s features turned most stroppily indignant at Araminta’s words.

Her brown eyes turned into two piqued bronze coins, polished with her anger. Elizabeth could see that Nessie had already dressed the girls hair. It was pinned into a soft arrangement of chestnut curls that were piled neatly onto her head. What Felicity resented most about her complexion though, was the fact that where her sisters pleasing pale complexion could be enhanced by her cold cream, Felicity’s could not. She had much darker freckles spattered across her nose and cheeks, the colour of such, no cream could conceal. But, she had a prettiniess about her that was decidely elfin like, she was petite and ever so slight, and her hair was just a notch below the fiery shade of her sisters. Everything about her, Felicity always noticed, was always half as pretty as her sister.

But where Elizabeth was demure and genteel, Felicity was not,

-never had been, and ever would be – Elizabeth felt inclined to add.

She was loud, cheeky and noted as being an outrageously despicable flirt. She had gotten in trouble enough times at parties, sneaking off to kiss some silly willed boy on the cheek before giggling and running off to rejoin the party once more. She was dressed today in a gown of mid length sleeves, both trimmed with scalloped white lace about the scooped neck and the sleeves that ended at her elbows. Her bust wasn’t quite full yet, But both Elizabeth and Mrs Sharpe assured her she’d fill it out to her own pleasing size soon enough. Her gown was a minty, sea foam green colour, made of taffeta, and the shade did a lot for her coppery eyes, Libby thought.

Elizabeth smiled, as did Mrs Sharpe as she brought out a dress of crushed velvet blue from Elizabeth’s wardrobe, and walked across with it, laying it on the bed and instructing her to wear her finest blue silk whaleboned corset, and after instructing Nessie through the washroom doorway to tie it as tight as it would go when she helped dress her, she turned to Libby.

“Be liberal with the soap on your hair and body Elizabeth, I will not have you skimp any steps for the Duke. Heaven knows he might overlook that damned wit of yours if you smell twice as heavenly as a bed of roses…” She pointed a finger at the woman.

“He remarked last night to quite have a favouring for my wit, I’ll have you know Mrs Sharpe.” Libby smiled widely, beaming nearly, stroking a hand down her gown…

It was one of her best gowns. It was a deep blue midnight velvet colour, the skirts were not too cumbersome, and it was, arguably, one of her favourites, it had little bows adorning each half sleeve, and Mrs Sharpe informed her it made her eyes and hair colour become most brilliant when she wore it.

“In that case, Lord save us all.”

She remarked to the ceiling, those huge butterscotch coloured eyes rolling back in her head in discontentment like a pair of marbles, as she planted her hands on her hips in a manner most matronly. Stood partially out of the room in the hallway.

“Come on Felicity, best we leave your sister to it. She has a Duke to prepare for, don’t you know…”

Mrs Sharpe encouraged, watching as Felicity scowled and climbed off her bed, huffing as she eased her mint green skirts out of the way as she crawled across Elizabeth’s matress.

“Oh, I nearly forgot to enquire. Pray tell me, Elizabeth, does the Duke or Mr Burke have a younger, and I daresay, look alike, brother?”

Her eyes and smile dreadfully naughty and her tone one that made Mrs Sharpe close her eyes in extremely great irritation, disapproval and around about 12 other things that surfaced when Felicity sought to speak. Clearly not thinking before she opened her mouth.

Elizabeth did nothing but raise a sceptic and regally arched auburn brow, and her smile twitched in imprecise humour.

Her blue eyes then flickered behind Felicity’s short frame, to Mrs Sharpe, behind her.

“Never mind just England, Mrs Sharpe..” She began.

“I think we can now boast that here stands the silliest girl in the entirety of the British Empire.” Libby remarked dryly.

Mrs Sharpe had to nearly, quite literally, drag Felicity out by her shoulder as she lunged for another pillow to lob at her sister’s head. Luckily Libby was able to retreat to the safety of her washroom as Nessie began to make the bed. Both women smiling at her jape.

~

After she had bathed herself, and had clutched onto her bedpost so hard, she swore her nails dug cresent shaped little marks that carved deep into the wood, Nessie had been particularly brutally handed with her corset strings this morning (It brought Atilla The Hun or some other vicious viking to mind). So much so, Elizabeth now feared her insides had all been relocated and shuffled slightly south to her feet. The corset squeezing everything somewhat out of place.

After that torture was over, and her blue gown laced up over the vexatious and not to mention, painful, device. She had been forced onto her vanity chair and had nearly every coil of her hair felt like it was being pulled from her scalp as Nessie twisted and tamed it into a fine array of finger toyed red curls. Spilling back beautifully from her elegantly pointed and pretty face. Of which Elizabeth was busy layering with cold cream, aswell as darkening her lashes and rouging her cheeks. She found all she now need do was apply some very small, yet elegant sapphire earbobs in her ears. Looking at her reflection and sighing, she had been indeed, she fears, too liberal with her soaps and oils in the bath. Now, she reeked of lavender, honey and lilies, as Nessie had remarked that she stunk worse than the inside of a flower shop. And She was quite sure she had layered a very decent amount of cold cream to the dark bags under her eyes. – She blamed Mrs Sharpe and Felicity for those.

Elizabeth’s blue eyes roved all over her face, looking for any imperfections. But, to her she had never been all entirely pleased with her features. Her eyes were, well. Alright. They served their purpose as eyes. What more could she say? Her lips, to her judgement, a fine colour on their own. But she felt they were too small, and thin. Her mouth not quite in proportion with her face. She felt her eyes were a tad too large. Which made her nose appear more pointed. Her father always insisted however, she’d been given a nose by a wandering group of little pixies. It certainly had a sort of button shaped, waiflike daintiness to it. It brought to mind elves and nymphs. She wiggled her tiny nose from side to side. Not now scrutinising her facial details, she was just pulling funny faces into the looking glass.

She saw Nessie lean down behind her, the too big chest of her beige service gown, with a white laced trim gaping slightly. She also had a white apron tucked about her waify waist. The girl was damn lucky she didn’t have to perform house duties wearing corests like the one’s Elizabeth had to be caged into each morning, but she could just imagine that the undainty, quite sylphlike figure that Nessie had, and the fact she was almost twice as stubborn as herself, meant she would probably never have to endure the ill fate, and she certainly wouldn’t take it lying down either. Libby watched, keeping still as Nessie slid the last hair grip in place and deeming that her hair – torture – was done with. Libby watched as the maids own dirty blond locks, and oval shaped face appeared in the mirror behind her. Her hand to the back of Elizabeth’s shoulder, and her green eyes shining with excitement at her. Elizabeth placed her hand atop Nessies, which lay on her soft velvet blue shoulder.

“Do I look pleasing enough do you think?” She asked, Brows drawn together.

Nessie grinned.

“What are you talking about Farrow, that’s some of my best work, that is…” She explained, touching the back of Elizabeth’s bundle of coiffed red hair.

Libby laughed. That brilliant white smile, and the intoxicating sound of her lovely laugh, that Nessie had a feeling the Duke was half in love with already.

“M’am. If he has got any sense about him whatsoever, he’ll whisk you into his arms, carry you off into the sunset and make you the Duchess of Kenworthy faster than Mrs ol’ Sharpe would be able to object or understand it. And if he don’t leave this house not completely besotted with ya, then I’ll eat me own sunday hat.” She grinned, placing both hands on her friends velvet shoulders and smiling to the point that Elizabeth thought her lips would fall off.

“Well then.” She summarised, standing up and starting to head downstairs in dire need of a pot of tea.

“I suppose that’s as good as I can hope for.” She smiled and she headed out her door and down the hall. Smiling at Nessie as she departed.

~

Elizabeth shut the Informal dining room door after she entered it. It was the room just off the orangery at the back of the townhouse. They only used the Dining room for formal dinners with company present, the family themselves ate in the breakfast room two times a day, they all generally took lunch in whatever places they all seperately pleased. Which usually meant Mrs Sharpe took hers in the orangery, Libby and Felicity the informal dining room, and Mr Farrow, often at his desk in his study, or in the upstairs library. Dinner and Breakfast were often Elizabeth’s favourite times of day at home, for she could converse freely with every one of her family members (which often left Felicity and Mrs Sharpe gabbling eagerly about gossip, and Elizabeth and her father talking about politics and how much they detested the social savagery of the ton)

She smiled to see her father peer down from his paper, from this vantage point all she could see was the top of his head, the bottom half of his face shielded by the Times. All she could make out was his thinning white hair and his half moon spectacles perched on his nose. The corners of his eyes crinkled and creased tight as she entered, and she knew Richard farrow enough to know he was smiling when that happened.

“Morning Elizabeth.”

He smiled as she walked in and eased herself across to him.

“Morning Papa.”

She answered, smiling back, accepting the Arts and Leisurely section of the Times he held out for her. She crossed ever closer to the man and kissed him upon the head. It was also most uncommon for young ladies to be as close as Libby was to her Father. Yet, Libby adored her own Father, Richard Farrow to absolute pieces. He had been a much beloved steady influence in her growing up, victorian fathers only saw their daughters at gatherings outside of their home. Making an appointment to pay for her gowns and her various other fripperies, but after that, having little interest in the girl except when it came time to see her wed.

Richard Farrow had never been such a terrible stranger of a Father to his daughters in that way....

He had gone to dressmakers and been perfectly agonised over the numerous number of colour swatches for gowns. He had been dragged through nearly every milliner's in London, and been to every silly society ball that he dared attend to appease his two elegant Farrow ladies.

He doted upon his girls dearly, - perhaps favoured Libby’s sense as that of his own a trifle more (but only a very very slight trifle) when compared to Felicity’s daftness – but he never made Felicity feel she was unloved. He was immensely proud of each of the different young women his daughters had grown into. Even though his youngest still had a little way to go, His eldest would always serve as a radiant example.

As she moved to sit down, she noticed Mrs Sharpe was smiling in self satisfaction at her stepdaughter’s appearance.

The Duke would be a fool indeed to not be swayed romantically by the way she looked this morning. She knew Elizabeth Farrow had not been so beautiful for nothing... Araminta thought

And if the Duke, Sir Thomas Kenworthy did not leap up and confess he was quite in love with her by the end of his visit, only then she would confess she did not know society men.

She thought to herself. Sipping her tea with a small smile. Indeed, as Elizabeth walked past Araminta as she sat at the head of the table, that as she was almost quite literally smacked in the face with a wall of fragrance, honey, lillies and lavender, that the gel had taken her instructions most seriously.

That pleased her further also. She sipped again on her tea, smile evidently wider than it had been before.

Elizabeth seemed to notice this. Mrs Sharpe was grinning like an absolute frothing lunatic into her teacup.

Probably plotting her match making strategy just in case today turns sour. Libby thought.

She blinked the thought away, and eased herself further onto the seat, manouvering her skirts to better sit down, placing the folded section of the paper down next to the empty plate in front of her, Wishing Hawkins a good morning as she crossed to her, just as she picked up her linen napkin and moved to then fold it across her lap.

“Just a very large pot of strong tea please, Hawkins, and an even bigger teacup if you would. My stomach hasn’t the spirit for breakfast as of yet. The tea will be enough for now.” She smiled. He bowed and muttered his staple ‘of course’ to the woman.

Libby smiled, only to then look up and find that Felicity was glowering at her from across the table. Frowning in her direction as she munched noisily and grumpily on a corner of her toast, a half empty cup of tea by her side, glaring at Libby over her plate of coddled eggs.

Elizabeth’s hand that held her napkin thudded down onto her lap, as she tilted her head to her kid sister, inaudibly asking her what was wrong now…

“Don’t give me that innocent searching look, Libby. You know perfectly well why I am not talking to you..” She leered nastily over the table

“Only that your statement is now quite incorrect. Felicity, as you are, this very second, I hate to point out, talking to me.” She japed, wisely.

Richard Farrow chuckled behind his paper. Her wit was rapier sharp. Sir Thomas would not have a dull wife on his hands…

Felicity growled. Elizabeth knew with practiced repetition what that sound meant, and what undoubtedly followed it, in 5,4,3,2,1….

“Papa!” Felicity shrieked.

“Here we go.”

Libby moaned inwardly. She could have counted it down on her fingers for accuracy.

“Earlier Elizabeth said I was not the silliest girl in all of England, but the silliest in the whole of the British Empire. AND, she barely told me anything about the Duke of Chatsworth! Which is jolly unfair and I want her to apologize for her rude words!” She rambled.

Sir Farrow thought it best to fold down his paper and truly take in his youngest’s scrambled words, spoken faster than the speed of sound in one long unintelligable emotive screech.

“Is this of any truth, Libby?”

Richard Farrow asked kindly. He was rarely a man whose temper flared. He’d leave emotional rants to his wife and his youngest.

He watched as Elizabeth’s smile grew, but she tried to force it not too.

“Yes, every word of it true." She admitted.

Sir Richard was silent for a moment before he gave answer.

“A brilliant truth my darling, wise words indeed.”

He winked, congratulating her. as that was all he had to exclaim. His pride at her insult.

Elizabeth threw her head back and chuckled as two complaints came at Richard Farrow in unison, one from his right, and from his wife down the other end of the table

There came a “PAPA!” from an even more angered Felicity.

And a squawking “RICHARD!” from his wife, Araminta.

“You always side with Libby, just because you love her more than me!” Felicity screeched in sulking.

“I was here on the planet first, Felicity, It only follows that I have a higher status in fondess than you. I’ve been around for longer.”

Libby smiled, sipping her tea as Hawkins had appeared with the pot, telling her he had let it steep in the kitchen, which she now took a sip of. The heat making her teeth ache. And it was wonderfully strong enough for her. She conveyed this to Hawkins. Stating how no other Butler in London could make a pot of tea finer than him. feeling it warm deep in her belly.

“Your such a..” Felicity started.

Elizabeth smiled cooly at her sister, which vexed Felicity greatly, she had the gall to raise a patronising perfectly arched brow across to her.

But Mrs Sharpe’s clattering teacup back down into her saucer, and her hand placed upon her chest and following words made Felicity halt in whatever abuse she had been about to hurl at her Sister.

“Felicity, Elizabeth, please. You are worse than your Father for grating so upon my brittle nerves. Both of you be quiet!” She snapped softly.

“Both of them are so alike you, Richard!” She told her smiling husband off as the man chuckled.

“You know not what I suffer with my spasms, you have no compassion for them one jot!” She accused.

“You mistake me most greatly my dear. They’ve been my dearest and only companion all these six years of our marriage.”

He grinned, his blue eyes jovial with teasing, and up went the paper over his face again.

Mrs Sharpe spluttered and cursed him under her breath. Asking Hawkins for one of her calming tonics. For she could feel her flutterings and swirling pains threaten to begin all over her.

Elizabeth smiled til her lips hurt, into her cup of tea.

Felicity, now having finished her breakfast. Sat, face sulky, and arms crossed over her chest.

Elizabeth sighed in a smile at her.

“Felicity. I aplogize for my comments, they were most unkind of me. And as for the matter of information about the Duke of Chatsworth, I needn’t disclose them to you myself…” She began

Felicity twitched her head sharply in her sister’s direction.

“.. You may ask him a limitless string of questions yourself when he recieves me later…” Elizabeth smiled.

Felicity grinned. Her mood improved, and their silly argument forgotten.

And it would have been swept aside anyway, for Hawkins re-entered the room. In his hands he carried a large, a very large, vase of pure white and ivory coloured roses. And it should be no surpise that he walked directly to Elizabeth with a smile, and stood them down on the table next to her. Also handing her a little slip of an envelope to go with it.

“These arrived for you just now, Miss. With express wishes as from the Duke of Chatsworth, Sir Thomas, whom, as I understand, picked the flowers himself in his very person, and hand wrote the note..” He told her.

Elizabeth smiled, her gulp of tea thudding down her oesophagus in a hot disjointed swallow.

She thanked Hawkins in a raspy squeak and tore open the envelope and began to read.

Miss Farrow,

I am far too much a praising and honest gentleman to declare that the words below are of my own design. And you are far too lovely and well read to know that they are as such. For the sake of my poetic dignity - or what little there is of it – I shall not pen you verses or sonnets, until I am confident that they would to justice to your remarkable beauty. Untill such a time comes, I can only offer you my most sincere adoration, and the words below that follow my amourous wishes to court you:

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no; it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

I cannot wait to call upon you my lady. To see your sweet splendour once more, I hope will put an end to the torture I suffer. But let it be known I suffer gladly for you. Dearest Elizabeth.

With everlasting affection, Your Sir Thomas Kenworthy.

Elizabeth and Mrs Sharpe both clasped a hand to their chests after having read it. It left Libby quite without breath. They were quite the nicest thing she had ever been spoiled with. Mr Farrow smiled. In his wholly assured, self satisfaction that he was such an excellent match maker.

And Felicity twirled actual rings around her sister, declaring that at the sight of her red flushed cheeks, that she was, very much, in fanciful love with Sir Thomas Kenworthy.

And it was damned uncanny, that. It was a turning point for Felicity’s ever prevailing daftness...

Because Elizabeth knew that it was one of the first occasions where Felicity Farrow, was not at all wrong.

In any way whatsoever...

~

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