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endlessly-cursed · 5 months

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WWTG, The Winter Solstice: The Welcome Ball III

Everything was going as well as it could be. The Welcome Ball was afoot and Primrose observed from a chair that her beloved people had made for her as a gift for producing an heir. Malcolm was beside her, observing quietly the guests and commenting on the now absent faces they didn't see.

"Henry wrote back to me. No word of what he and the Goldcrests are up to in Scotland, though," It was true. This morning, they had received a letter from Henry and Elian each. It was odd that they didn't attend this year's festivities, and many whispered of it.

"Elian was quiet as well," Malcolm added "hopefully they aren't roping one another into danger."

Primrose chuckled "Hopefully being the factor word here. Of both of us, you ought to know Elian best." She teased.

Malcolm let out a small laugh "You're right, dear. Danger chases our dear friend, I'm afraid."

Primrose observed Simon Battersea, standing in a corner, surely pining for his faraway sultana "Poor boy. I wish I could do something to make his stay less lonely." She looked at Malcolm "I shall dance with him the next number."

Malcolm nodded "Be my guest, dear. I shall see myself that Mr. Rowle doesnt rue the night."

He kissed her hand and she extended her hand to the young earl "Dance with me, Earl Simon?" She gave him a smile that she knew well nobody ought to deny.

"Can you? In your condition?" He asked concerned.

"A little movement will do good to me and my child."

He bowed "I shall oblige, then."

Cecilia wasn't Harlan Rowle's biggest fan, and despite him having a nice face to look at and a certain charm -though she'd rather perish the thought than admit it out loud- but he made her beloved Vinnie laugh, and that was enough for her to tolerate him, no matter how much she liked the idea of punching him in the throat, though the cad would find a way to make the situation humorous.

As the quadrille begun, she and Vinnie looked at one another "Sneak to our spot for our people-watching game?"

"Always!"

Brushing their hands, they left for a small terrace that Viscountess Primrose kept close to her heart, but Cecilia had worked a way to give her access as well. Suffices to say, the oh-so-perfect viscountess once had some scandalous rendezvouses with a beautiful and witty painter.

"Tell me, dearest, who shall be your victim for the night?" Cecilia inquired.

Lavinia observed the people around until her eyes on poor, flushed Orpheus Kenway, who looked positively lost "Oh, good Godric, by the time I have been here, I have only made a mess with five syllables or less, and overshadowed by my unsufferable villain of a brother! Whatever shall I do without cousin Charis?! Oh, Godric, grant me mercy, because polite society won't!" She cried as Cecilia snickered.

Cecilia observed the poor Adonis Demiurgos, his usual twinkle gone and observing wistfully the dancing pairs "Oh, woe is me, wherever is my witty little nightingale, who pecks me deliciously so with her razor pen? Oh, Minerva, my Minnie, where art thou?!"

Lavinia doubled in laughter, Cecilia covering her mouth while she tried to regain her breath "God, Cecy, you are vicious!"

"But true," she winked.

Not having realised till now that they were leaning on one another, Cecilia kissed her nose and Lavinia scrunched her nose. Seeing if anyone was searching for them, they kissed softly for a minute before breaking apart "I don't wish to go back, but..."

"Primrose can only buy us so much time."

Both women finally emerged from their hidden corner and rejoined the festivities, which were thankfully winding down.

Adonis downed yet another brandy as he slowly started to believe that no Kennedy would attend this year's festivities. Ed had given his word to check on his calendar, and the next thing he knew, he was already at Winbourne, wondering where Minerva could've run off to.

A concerned Primrose approached him. He stood up and quickly curtsied in respect for the lady "My lady."

"I see that Miss Kennedy won't be in attendance. It's a shame. I always enjoyed her literary insight. And don't say which one, or take me for a fool for that matter, Mr. Demiurgos, because I know better."

He raised his hands in defeat "Worry not, my lady, I know that you can't be fooled even if I tried."

"Tell you what, I have a drawing room that is perfect for some... illicit writing."

He cocked an eyebrow, intrigued "Do tell me..."

Tagging @gaygryffindorgal @unfortunate-arrow and @legilimenace because their characters made an appearance on this POV!

#hphl #hp victorian era #oc: primrose gray #malcolm stolberg burke #oc: cecilia balinor #oc: adonis demiurgos #simon battersea #lavinia wakefield #vinnilia #grayburke #wwtgsolstice23 #mywriting*#mine*

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gaygryffindorgal · 5 months

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Weekend with the Grays 2023;The Winter Solstice

Day 02: The Welcome Ball III an event by @endlessly-cursed characters: malcolm stolberg-burke, primrose gray, lavinia wakefield, harlan rowle briefly mentioned: elian goldcrest by @potionboy3, atticus doherty by @hphmmatthewluther, the kenways and the northmoors by @legilimenace, simon battersea by @unfortunate-arrow, cecilia balinor by @endlessly-cursed

December 5th, 1900

The Ball

The ballroom was decorated beautifully with silver and gold and the mood, Malcolm thought, seemed to be rather jubilant. He and Primrose swayed to the music and Malcolm couldn’t help but think of how far he had come with his dancing lessons. He still wasn’t anything as graceful as a swan but at least there was no fear of him stepping on anybody’s toes. This year he had to manage for himself though, since Elian wasn’t around for secret dancing lessons. The memory of the previous year amused him, and he had to admit he missed his friend’s presence dearly.

December 5th, 1900

The Ball

“Are you having fun?” he asked Primrose in a low voice.

“Yes,” said Primrose. “Though I can’t help but feel like something is bound to go terribly wrong.”

“Well,” mused Malcolm. “If it does, then we’ll deal with it then, but for now, I’m rather enjoying myself.”

“You’re awfully optimistic tonight.”

“I have a good reason.”

“What’s that?”

“You see, my wife is the most capable, charming, and beautiful lady in all of England,” said Malcolm.

“Oh, you must introduce us,” Primrose said and finally smiled.

“I think you might be rather well-acquainted already.”

Primrose laughed, and really, that was always enough to put Malcolm in good spirits.

“I’m glad to see so many of our friends, though,” Primrose continued.

“Me too, especially Atticus,” said Malcolm.

“Yes, and some new faces too,” Primrose mused. “The Kenways and the Northmoors are attending this year.”

“Oh, yes. And Mr. Rowle decided to grace us with his presence,” said Malcolm.

“He’s not all that bad.”

“He’s like a peacock.”

“Well, yes, but Vinnie likes him.”

“Why she does is beyond me…” muttered Malcolm.

“How’s the book coming along Lav?” Vinnie’s current dancing partner Harlan Rowle asked.

“I’ve got half of it written, I think,” Vinnie said. “The wrong half though, I’m afraid. Beginnings are difficult.”

“I’m sure you’ll crack it,” Harlan assured her. “Or if not, then you can always start working as The Viscountess’ cleaning lady.”

Vinnie punched him gently in the arm. “That’s an important job, you snob.”

“I’m sure it is. I wouldn’t do it, though.”

“You’ve never done a day’s worth of honest work in your entire life so no one’s asking you,” Vinnie reprimanded him. Harlan was some years older (and several thousands of galleons richer) than her and thus they hadn’t known each other at Hogwarts, but since graduating, Vinnie and Harlan had become something that one might generously call friends. It was a bit of a surprise, since Harlan was mostly an utter snob, not to mention a complete arsehole, but he could also be rather amusing.

“Alright, alright,” Harlan said. “I’m actually surprised I get invited at all.”

“It’s because Prim–, Lady Gray isn’t as judgmental as some people.”

“No, I’m pretty sure it’s because Malcolm and I are mates.”

“No you’re not.”

“Well, we could be, if he wasn’t such a stuck-up.”

Vinnie punched his arm again and a couple dancing nearby gave them long looks. “Stop being horrible.”

“I can’t, it’s my second nature.”

Vinnie let out a long-suffering sigh.

“I’m just kidding, Lav, I’m so very grateful to our gracious hosts.”

“Good, you had better be.”

“Have you seen a lot of friends?” asked Harlan, changing the subject.

“Well Simon’s here, which is nice, he was on my year,” Vinnie said.

“Not many faces from my year,” noted Harlan.

“Because you’re ancient.”

“Hey, I’m twenty-six,” Harlan said, affronted. “Not ancient.”

“Alright old man,” Vinnie said with a smirk.

Harlan laughed. The song was starting to wind down and he seemed to notice someone behind Vinnie.

“I think someone’s looking for you,” he told Vinnie, and she turned her head to see Cecilia eyeing them from the crowd.

“Oh, thank you very much for the dance, Mr. Rowle,” said Vinnie.

“My pleasure, Miss Wakefield,” replied Harlan and then added mischievously: “Tell Miss Balinor I sent all my love.”

“I will do no such thing; I don’t want you found dead in the lake by morning.”

“Oh please, she secretly likes me.”

“You have a dangerously inflated ego,” Vinnie teased.

“I think it is appropriately inflated,” said Harlan.

“Whatever you say, Harlan.”

#wwtgsolstice23 #malcolm stolberg burke #primrose gray #grayburke #vinnie wakefield #harlan rowle #today's post consists of like 65% of completely self indulgent vinnieharlan brotp ramblings #malcolm 🤝 cecilia: harlan doesn't deserve human rights #actually idk cecilia's feelings about harlan but for the purposes of this fic vinnie at least THINKS she dislikes him lol #*mine #*my writing

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gogmstuff · 2 years

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Early 1800s Directoire fashion -

Top left: ca. 1800 María Luisa de Borbón y Vallabriga by Francisco de Goya y Lucientes (Galleria degli Uffizi - Firenze, Toscana, Italy). From Wikimedia; increased exposure 2030X3490 @72 833kj.

Top right: 1800 Condesa de Chinchon by Francisco de Goya y Lucientes (Museo Nacional del Prado - Madrid, Spain). Probably from Wikimedia 2015X3051 @310 1.6Mj.

Second row: 1801 Fru Elisabeth Sophie Chrystie, f. Krefting by Jens Juel (Nasjonalmuseet - Oslo, Norway). From their Web site; fixed spots & edges w Pshop 4928X6214 @150 6.7Mj.

Third row left: 1801 Sophie Crouzet by Louis Hersent (Cleveland Museum of Art, Cleveland, Ohio, USA). From their Web site 2206X2752 @144 5.8Mp.

Third row right: 1801 Marie Joséphine Charlotte du Val d'Ognes by Marie Denise Villers (Metropolitan Museum of Art). From their Web site 3020X3780 @300 3.2Mj.

Fourth row: 1802 Madame Philippe Panon Desbassayns de Richemont (Jeanne Eglé Mourgue, 1778–1855) and Her Son, Eugène (1800–1859) by Marie Guillelmine Benoist (Meropolitan Museum of Art). From their Web site 2934X3795 @300 5Mj.

Fifth row left: 1803 Friederike von Helldorf by Anton Graff (location ?). From twitter.com/Make_u2_happy/status/1327328578569179136/photo/1; fixed 3 spots and suppressed veiling reflection lower left w Pshop 1636X2048 @72 694kj.

Fifth row right: 1803 Lady Airey, née Catherine Talbot, femme de Sir George Airey, officier anglais by Richard Cosway (Musée du Louvre - Paris, France). From their Web site; fit to screen 804X1200 @72 342kj,

Sixth row: ca. 1804 Louisa Montagu, Viscountess Hinchingbrook by Thomas Lawrence and studio (auctioned by Christie's). From Wikimedia 1951X3200 @33.81 817kj.

Bottom: 1804 (published) Lavinia (Bingham), Countess Spencer by Charles Turner after Sir Martin Arthur Shee (National Galleries of Scotland - Edinburgh, UK). From their Web site 1920X2552 @300 2.6Mj

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dreamwritesimagines · 2 years

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IT’S 12K WORD WEDDING DAY CHAPTER WHOOP WHOOP. this is going to be a rideeee–– “Oh I know. I already have a list.” of course she does ksksks she has a list for everything. “Mm, I think Anthony will keep you quite distracted, you won’t have the time to miss me.” the queen always speaking FACTS. “I can’t say anything without crying I fear.” AWW LUCIE!!

not Elias already having an escape plan ready sksksks “You’re family. I will always be here for you, Chérie.” AWWWW ELIASSSS. this chapter is just all tears isn’t it. and a whole lot of it. “Father.” // “My dearest, you look so beautiful.” AAAAWWWW <3333 stop this is so sweet. i wish Cassie was here :// i’m sure she’s looking down on them smiling and crying tho <3 “I’ll just tell Anthony you changed your mind and you don’t wish to marry him anymore.” this man is evil LMAO. “But you don’t have to bring him to dinners, you know? Feel free not to.” ASALKSLASKSLK Percy you can’t hate the man forever. “But I just wanted to say that I think she would be proud of you.” STOOPPP. god Cherie is so so lucky that mascara wasn’t invented yet bc the make up would’ve been ruined by now. “She never stopped loving you after all.” CAN U NOT JUST !!! MY HEART!!! “Don’t worry mom,” you whispered. “I will be so happy with him.” oh pls i’m <333

THAT LOOK SHE SAID. ANTHONY IS ABOUT TO CRRYYYYY. STOP. HE CAN’T TAKE HIS EYES OFF OF HER UGH MY HEART!!! Elias can’t hold his tears to stop everyone is just crying and emotional i love it. “Anthony reached inside his jacket to pull out his handkerchief, then handed it to him without so much as looking at him.” STOP THIS IS PEAK CHAOTIC BEST FRIEND BEHAVIOR I LOVE IT SO MUCH BWAHAHAHA “Elias,” you whispered to his ear. “I love you, but I will make you suffer if you make my wedding about you.” AND THIS RIGHT HERE IS PEAK SIBLING BEHAVIOR AKALSKASLKA this is amazing. i love it. i’m just yelling bc just so many EMOTIONS.

“Viscountess Bridgerton.” YEAH RIGHT SHE IS <3 omg....i totally forgot Pringles was invited. Anthony is about to have a Jealous Husband Moment™️ isn’t he. well, at least he apologized, i guess lmao. oh pls is he really in love with her or just the idea of her? anyway, IT’S TIME FOR THE TALK™️ “My dear, consummation of your marriage is not a test of the sort. You do not need a list.” i love her ksksksk i wonder what was on that paper tho lmao. “I can’t believe Cassie did this to me.” LMAAAAO. that’s so so true omg. “Anthony has a key, and you have a lock” I’M GOING TO BWAHAHAHAHA THAT;S TOO FUNNY HELP. NOT THE LOCK AND KEY COMPARISON the image that painted in my head i can’t sksksks. CERTAIN !!! FLUID !!! OH NO STOP ALSKALKSLAK of course she’s worried about what she will wear lmao. dear god....she’s being so stubborn like. surely she’d at least hear them out bc they’ve been there before !!! “He will be without his clothes on as well,” she said and that was enough to make you stop talking. LMAAAAO CHERIE YOUR HARLOTNESS™️ IS SHOWING. i love it sksksksk. okay, okay i know this was the norm back then and it was typical for ladies to not have any idea considering sex but the fact that she keeps correcting them and saying they’re wrong when Cece and Aunt Lavinia combined have more experience than her i’m just alskalkssk she’s so stubborn like LISTEN. just listen and everything will make sense Cherie alskalsksk

“But having you is not something that is owed to him. It’s not a right but a privilege. You can always say no when you don’t wish to commit the act and you can always stop him no matter what, do you understand?” THANK YOU AUNTY L!! ah i’m so so sooo happy she said that. although i doubt Anthony would do anything of the sort either. like i’m sure he won’t make her do something she won’t want to do. “In the carriage? That’s impossible.” well...it’s more likely than u think. also help Aunty L are u speaking from experience here??? asklalslaksa “You still found it hard to believe that Anthony wanted to perform that act with you, seeing that he hadn’t even given you a hint of it” this is so funny bc he has ksksksk So. Many. Times. the Sex Eyes™️ have been so obvious she just didn’t notice it alskalsk. “Surely you would’ve been able to tell if Anthony desired such a thing.” YOU DID. HIS POCKET FEW CHAPTERS AGO SKSKSK ASK HIS POCKET. or should i say.....his key? ALKSALKS oh gosh she’s so head strong on not believing Anthony wants this. this is too funny borderline concerning. and she’s thinking that Anthony would only want to do it sometimes in a few months......oh boy you’re in for a SURPRISE Cherie. its more or less....idk thrice a day?? LMAO the whole conversation was so so funny but also the cringe fest but talking about sex in that manner kinda is awkward especially when FAMILY so sksks

“Hello my beautiful wife.” AAAAAAAAAAAH <3 he’s going to call her that every frickin chance he gets. ahh their wager <3 how far they’ve come. “Your wedding gift.” EEEEK. i can’t wait for her reaction once she sees it. To the victor I yield. of course u do. you’re down baaaaaaaaaad. “I’m good with inappropriate.” yeah, you’re The King of Harlotness™️ we didn’t expect any less from u. i mean jeeez, where are those hands going Anthony huh?? he’s getting eagerrrr. “I…I insist on a proper room and a proper bed.” this is too funny and Anthony is enjoying her cluelessness way too much but also so so glad that she’s learning to set boundaries AND Anthony is respecting that. not that i doubted him in that department either. “So the stabbing incident?” // “There was no stabbing, it was poison—” ksksks Anthony just knows her so well by now that it’s so easy for him to get her talking. “And our first act as a married couple is having a quarrel, how surprising.” it’s your thing <33 i mean the first time you conversed you argued so.

Elias what r u skskskalkslaks “A scandal, that’s what this is.” this is too funny. Elias is the biggest cockblocker of the century and Anthony is sooooo done with him. “Will be there in a moment darling.” hmm...he needs to take care of his pocket first LMAAAAAAOOO. “Feel free to stay here and think about your actions.” oh that will NOT help with his Pocket Problem™️ or should i start calling it a key problem now? alskalskkls

“your father had pulled Anthony aside” huh i wonder what they talked about. but omg this whole goodbye thing is just the sweetest thing like everyone is just so so close to tears and aahh i mean: “And thank you Cece. For everything you’ve done, for…making this possible. I’m so proud to have the privilege of calling you my best friend.” and “But he is one of the greatest men I’ve ever known, and he makes you happy, and it’s very clear that you make him incredibly happy.” MY HEART IS SO SO FULL AND HAPPY <;3 “Welcome to the family officially, you prick.” // “Funny, I was going to tell you the same thing.” Anthonias™️ are officially brothers nowwww yay <3

“We have a lifetime for that my love.” UGH <3 YES U DO <3 omg yay we’re at Aubrey hall <3 now what’s Mrs Weston’s deal?? omg she’s just running around the whole place lmao. the staff are probably looking at her so weirdly. “No my lord, there’s another issue.” // “Jesus Christ.” can people let this man have his Honeymoon Whority™️ already sksks

oooooh we’re taking it upstairssss noowww. “He is a reformed rake, my lady. I’d say he is very well practiced on the act.” oh no....i mean, i’m sure Anthony will ease out her worries immediately. but i do get her nerves tho ssksk and i’m sure her not knowing any better isn’t helping. NOT HER ASKING LUCIE TO STAY LASKLAKSLAKS THAT’S NOT GOING TO WORK. “If it puts your heart at ease, I doubt he will hear anything you say while you look like this.” oh she right right. Anthony’s going to use his mouth in....other ways so no conversations to be had here LMAO. It was his room after all, maybe he didn’t want you to sit on the bed. ....well, he’s going to want you on his bed in more ways than just sitting soooooo. AAAAAAH HE’S AT THE DOOR why am i nervous all of a sudden lmao. jeez No Breaks Anthony just full steam ahead choo choo slaksalks the way he just kissed her without a word. told you he was going to use his mouth in other ways alksalksakss.

“I was too—my love, nothing you don’t want will take place now or ever. You do know that, right?” oh pls we love to see it!!! consent is sexy!!! also, my heart is melting how he immediately pulled away when he thought she was scared like aaah. i’m sure he was so so worried for a second when he saw her shaking. “How could I ever compare you to someone? You’re the love of my life.” AAAAAAAAH MY HEART <3 OOF OOF it’s happening!! Alexa, play Let’s Get It On by Marvin Gaye !!!!!

And just like that, the rest of the world disappeared. sigh <3 congrats to the newly wedded couple and enjoy your Honeymoon Whority™️ <3 but no, this was just so so sweet and amazing. like i love how you captured the sweet moments and chaos that a wedding ensues bc this was absolutely the sweetest and softest thing but also THE most chaotic wedding aslkalsk. i mean it’s one of the most dramatic families in the ton so i don’t doubt it would be. i know we’re prolly close to wrapping this up but i can’t wait to see them as a wedded couple <3 it would just be the sweetest. but also, probably some arguments here and there? bc marriage isn’t all bliss, after all. i mean nothing too hurtful but ksksks. anyways! loved this!! amazing as always <3

– TM Anon™️

Omg loveeee hi! ❤ I’m already smiliiiiing! 😂❤

Lolll oh Cherie totally prepares a list for everything! 😂 And Cecily was so sure that Cherie wouldn’t even think about her existence for the whole honeymoon😂

Up until the last second Elias kept offering her a way out in case she changed her mind 😂 And when he got to Bridgerton house, he made sure to inform Anthony about it😂

Lolll yesssss, it’s a good thing mascara wasn’t invented 😂 She cried like 6 times that day from the morning until the afternoon, her whole make up would be gone 😂

I do think that Cherie believes her mom can see her ❤

PEAK CHAOTIC BEST FRIEND AND SIBLING BEHAVIOR YES! 😂 Cherie literally paused her wedding to go hug and kinda threaten Elias 😂 And Anthony was probably smiling❤

PRINGLES?!

PRINGLES- OMG this is hilarious 😂😂😂

He’s definitely in love with the idea of her, he fell in love with her AFTER she turned him down 😁

The list, the liiiiist!

I feel like Cherie tried to cover everything in that list, and there was definitely a question about what she would wear, which she made sure to ask 😂 And there was also another question about what she should talk about 😂

CHERIE YOUR HARLOTNESS™ IS SHOWING. LOLLL she was all trying to argue with them and the moment she heard he would be without his clothes on, her mind basically stopped working 😂

She is so stubborn and alllllways refuses to listen 😂

Yessss exactly! I think it was very important for Aunt Lavinia that Cherie understood she could say no whenever she wanted, or she could stop him whenever she wanted! ❤ Anthony would never do anything she didn’t want, but it was important that she knew that too❤

She’s definitely speaking from experience, I feel like Aunt Lavinia and Uncle Duncan were so in love and were quite the wild couple back in the day 😂

HIS POCKET FEW CHAPTERS AGO SKSKSK ASK HIS POCKET. or should i say.....his key? I AM DYING AT THIS😂

oh boy you’re in for a SURPRISE Cherie. Oh she really is 😂😏 The next chapter will be very fun❤😏

He still can’t believe that they’re married! ❤

The King of Harlotness™ THIS IS SUCH A GOOD DESCRIPTION😂

Yesssss they do argue a lot! 😂

Anthony was so ready for everyone to leave but especially for Elias to leave 😂

“your father had pulled Anthony aside” huh i wonder what they talked about. Percy was threatening warning him not to break Cherie’s heart 😂

Anthonias™ are officially brothers nowwww yay <3 THEY ARE and that will be chaotic for sure! 😂

Mrs Weston didn’t like her at all 😏

Lollll Lucie was like “I AM NOT STAYING” 😂 Tbh I think she totally knew Cherie had nothing to worry about 😂

jeez No Breaks Anthony just full steam ahead choo choo LOLLL OMG THIS IS SO GOOD😂

Oh yeah, Anthony wouldn’t do anything if he thought Cherie was scared, or that she didn’t want it ❤

Honeymoon Whority™ Oh that honeymoon…. I’m so excited for the next chapter! ❤

i can’t wait to see them as a wedded couple <3 it would just be the sweetest. but also, probably some arguments here and there? bc marriage isn’t all bliss, after all. i mean nothing too hurtful but ksksks. YESSS! We will definitely see how they will be as a married couple, I have a lot of plans for them and their marriage ❤

Honeyyyy you’ve made me so happy, thank you so much! ❤ You’re amazing! ❤

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mando-of-esverr · 2 months

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Darius' Contacts

Tajur Jaing || Mentor || Buir

When the Heraldies and I were shot down, I lost everything: my life, my family, my people, the Videre, I was left... empty. Adrift. Spiraling in a typhoon without anchor or safe harbor. I was... dead, I think. Or as dead as I could be to what I knew. I tried to find my way, the way Clar'Proviidor would have me walk... and I found the Watch. Through them, I found the Way and the one to teach it to me. I thank the universe every day for it. — Tajur Jaing, a Mandalorian of the Old World as I would call it. I learned what it meant to be a Mandalorian, to be born with a new soul. I became a Mandalorian under his care, his son. I had a family now, a clan, a tribe. I wasn't alone, but more than that, even if I was ever alone, so long as there is one Mandalorian who knows and follows the Resol'nare, there will always be more of us. Tajur's from the old Republic too. His father was one of those who helped train the Clone Troopers, now he trains me in those ways too. It's hard - Esverrans like me aren't adept in warfare like this, but I'll make my way through it. I'll do him proud. — I'm still learning, but from hearing and reading about the old stories, the wars, alliances, and sheer repute of what my new people once were, I'm almost angry when I see pretenders disgracing the proud name of our people. Vizla has some things to say on that, though if Tajur can stand me and my blunders, I should probably allow the pretenders theirs. And I dare anyone to tell Tajur' he's not Mandalorian. I'll even cash in on those bets with their armor.

Mathafew Farthen Jaing || Adopted Son || menace

— This child is a menace. But he's my menace. The only other Esverran I've seen since Esverr's fall, and he's a feral wild child believing everything is out to get him and adamant about striking first. I don't know where he came from, only that he had purge troopers for handlers. Probably Inquisitor bait - just like imps to kill and torture kids... He's got eyes of a Truman but... He's just a kid... He should be with his parents or home on Esverr... and his eyes... he's only apprentice age, not nearly old enough for his final scourging before becoming a Trueman. But here he is, trapped with abilities he doesn't know how to control and force powers I can't even comprehend! But I have to try—I have to help him. As the only Videre around, I have to train him to take hold of his abilities and use them for good and not against other people. Truemen are powerful. I remember my foster uncle Sebastipol, his cool level gaze, and how he was able to press his calm on me when I would lose my temper to hurt or anger. He was good at that. Maybe... Maybe I can help Mathafew the way Uncle Seb helped me? I can only hope. Besides, a kid needs a dad, right? And I don't see anyone else stepping up to the plate.

Markathew Farthen || Mentor || Adopted Grandfather

— Coming Soon —

Baribus Thatch || Father || Scourman Videre

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Sebastipol || adopted uncle || Trueman Videre

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Viscountess Lavinia Heraldy || Former employer

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Ziv || Good Friend || Traveling Medic

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Soren/Theo || Good Friend || Pilot

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#darius #ooc || outofbeskar #darius lier #mathafew

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foxsocunningandfree · 2 years

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With a brilliant smile and graceful motion, Lady Heraldy approached Diego. Though she was fresh from traveling, her spirit seemed as bright as the gleam in her brown eyes, excited for her new venture.

"Señor Vega," she greeted, offering her hand with a courtesy. "I must say your home is quite beautiful. I don't suppose your countryside will match it?"

Behind her stood a tall man, his dark hat and coachman's cloak taken by the servants revealing a deep blue uniform with white accents. He watched the young man and her ladyship through the narrow, horizontal slits in the white, leather visor he wore. But every now and then, the light would glance through the narrow mask and a flicker of gold could be seen behind it.

Lavinia looked back and smiled. "Ah, I don't believe you've met my bodyguard Mr. Thatch. Come on, Baribus, come say hello!"

The dark-haired videre pursed his lips and gave a slight bow, eyes list fixed on the Vega. "Señor," he said, managing the word as stiffly as his bow.

The viscountess gave a huff and looked over at Diego. "You'll have to forgive him. Journeying makes him tense, but arriving makes him worse. He'll warm up once he has his bearings, though I hope he won't be too dull."

Baribus resisted the urge to roll his eyes. 'Ah, yes. What a tragedy that would be.'

— @leerofthevinegaroons

When informed that their guests had arrived, Diego made a point to stand as they were welcomed in to the hacienda and shown to the sitting room. He bowed over the lady's hand with a smile. "Welcome to California. I trust your journey wasn't too fatiguing?" After straightening again he waved her to one of the plush chairs and with a few swift words directed the servants to finish unloading the carriage and take their bags to the prepared set of rooms.

"Ah this is my father's home. One day perhaps it'll be mine but what would I do with so much land?" He waved a hand while sitting like he hadn't seen the tall figure lurking behind Lady Heraldy but nodded his head briefly to the man when he was introduced. The poor attempt at Spanish was laughed away with a quick wave of the hand.

He didn't stand for the servant's introduction but covered up a yawn with his right hand. "Indeed I don't know how the two of you are as sprightly as you are. After traveling I am bedridden for nearly a fortnight." After another yawn Diego tucked away his kerchief and slouched in his chair. "Tell me though, how is Madrid? I believe my father mentioned that you stayed there for some time. What are the latest fashions, the newest books"?"

#leerofthevinegaroons #worldsandmuses #answered #v: senor zorro

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officialchoicestrash · 4 years

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Me Deciding to Make the Entire Desire and Decorum Crew? It’s More Likely Than You Think!

Mr Yusef Konevi

Miss Theresa Sutton

Mr Edmund Marlcaster

Miss Felicity Holloway

Viscount Harry Foredale

Earl Vincent of Edgewater

Miss Cordelia Parsons

Viscount Westonly

Viscountess Lavinia

Dowager Countess Dominique

Mr Tristan Richards

Sir Gideon Payne

Mary

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For the main gang, click here!

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absolutepokemontrash · 4 years

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Well... she ah... broke the dead wife curse...

#playchoices #pixelberry #desire and decorum #Viscountess Lavinia

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rysandraines · 4 years

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#choices #pixelberry #pb #pixelberry choices #playchoices #choices you play #desire & decorum 3 #desire & decorum #viscount westonly #desire and decorum 3 #desire and decorum #viscountess lavinia #lavinia

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endlessly-cursed · 2 years

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FBAWTFT- Goldie Balinor-Wakefield

"𝙈𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙪𝙚."

Name: Marigold Catherine Theresa Balinor-Wakefield

Nicknames: Goldie

Birthdate: 18th of June, 1904 aprox

Zodiac Sign: Gemini

Personality Type (MBTI): tbd

Blood Status: Muggleborn

Nationality: British ¿?

Physical Appearance

Hair: Blonde

Eyes: Blue

Height: 1.56m

Weight: 48kg

Body Type: Average build

Skin Tone: Fair

Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.): tbd

Background

Hometown: Winbournshire, Leeds, England

Abandoned by her birth mother at Viscountess Gray’s doorstep, she immediately took her to the cottage of Vinnie and Cecilia, fully knowing that they wanted to start a family of their own, and the pair of women were more than happy to accept this bundle of joy. They named her Marigold for her golden hair and bubbly personality and the three of them had a happy and low-key life.

Family

Mother: Cecilia Denise Patricia Balinor

Beautiful and cunning, she was a pureblood woman who was disowned by her father for falling for a muggleborn woman and ran away to marry her and give up her rights as a Balinor. They ran to Lady Gray’s protection, who married them herself and gave them a place and a living with her protection. A year later, she brought baby Goldie to their lives, completing their dream.

Mother: Lavinia Frances Wakefield ( @gaygryffindorgal )

A Muggleborn woman with a deceased father and a widowed mother, she always had a crush on Cecilia from the moment they met while she saved them from Slytherin bullies and always thought she wouldn’t have a chance until they started moving in similar circles and soon fell in love. However, Cecy’s father found out of the scandalous affair and tried to hurt Vinnie and abduct his daughter to marry the man he chose for her, but Cecilia fought him and both of them escaped to Lady Gray’s territories where they married and got a place to live and something to do. A year later, Goldie came into their lives.

Hogwarts

House: Ravenclaw

Best Class: Charms, DADA

Worst Class: HoM

Boggart: Her mothers being caught and burnt

Riddikulus: They instead dance in the fire a silly dance

Patronus: tbd

Patronus Memory: Playing chase with her mothers

Mirror of Erised: tbd

Amortentia (what she smells like): freshly cut grass, old books, eau de perfume, apple pie and pine wood

Amortentia (what she smells): tbd

Career

11-18: Hogwarts student

20-38: tbd

40-64: tbd

65+: Retiree

Personality & Attitude

Priorities: Her mothers, her friends, tbd

Strengths: Wise, strong-willed, intelligent and brave

Weaknesses: Proud, stubborn and quiet

Stressed: During exams

Calm/Comforted: Eating her Mother Cecilia’s apple pie

Favorites

Colors: Yellow, blue, pastel green and white

Weather: Sunny

Hobbies: Baking, reading, sewing and playing the violin

Fashion: With her mother’s dowry, they got a bit richer and lived a life with basic needs met, so her dresses are low-key but still have a touch of elegance

Relationships

Significant Other/Love Interest: tbd

Friends: tbd

Rivals: tbd

Trivia

She grew up in a suffragist and open-minded household

She also tried singing but her social anxiety prevented her to do so, but she does hum

She started playing the violin at seven when Lady Gray gifted her one after she mused she had good hands for it

She also learned the basics of ballet from her Mother Cecilia

Her secret favourite mother is Mama Vinnie

She had a childhood crush on Vincent Somerset but faded when he went to Hogwarts

She cut her hair the moment WWI was over

Her Mama Vinnie loves to read her about strong women

She’s named after her grandmother Catherine Wakefield (by Vinnie) and Maria Theresa Balinor (by Cecilia)

She’s a rebel like her mothers and always fought stereotypes

#fbawtft #hpfb oc #fantastic beasts era #fantastic beasts oc #oc: marigold balinor-wakefield #oc: cecilia balinor #vinnie wakefield #lavinia wakefield #vinnilia #cecilia x vinnie #oc profile #character sheet

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lordedmund · 2 years

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The heads of the family

Lord Emanuel Frederic Berkeley, Viscount Southam ( father ) - [ 56 ]

Lady Dorothea ‘Dotty’ Augusta Berkeley, née Cowper, Viscountess Southam ( mother ) - [ 52 ]

The Viscount and Viscountess Southam, while amiable towards one another, were by no means a love match. Their union was even somewhat frowned upon, for it was common knowledge that the young Miss had wished for a marriage of love and not convience - and, oh, she frowned quite a lot - but alas, a match with a Viscount was always favorable. The birth of their first child, a son and heir, drew a relieved breath from their lungs and the pair allowed themselves to fall in love with one another - and surely, they have to be considered one of the most enamored couples of polite society!

The Berkeley Children

Lord Edmund Augustus Berkeley, future Viscount Southam - [ 30 ]

Her Grace Lavinia Frederica Talbot, née Berkeley, Duchess of Shrewsbury ( sister ) - [ 26 ]

Lady Philippa Edwina Daubeny, née Berkeley, Countess of Bridgewater ( sister ) - [ 24 ]

Mr. Reginald Emanuel Berkeley ( brother ) - [ 24 ]

A wild bunch of children, their upbringing certainly a sign of their parents affection for one another. There was nary a pleasure these kids were refused, able to roam and play freely on the vast grounds of their ancestral home - yet allthewhile being properly educated to grow up into accomplished adults. The twins known for their musical talent started out as the most unruly of the bunch, that position was soon occupied by certified rake Lord Edmund. His sister Lavinia, closest to him in age, known for her great beaty, charm and regal posture, accompanied by a humorous, sharp wit. It is no suprise that she had captured the attentions of a duke in her second season - and married him after her third, making him wait to see if his affections were true.

The extended family

His Grace Percival Solomon Talbot, Duke of Shrewsbury ( brother-in-law ) - [ 30 ] married to Lavinia && their infant daughter Theodosia Edwina Talbot - [ 3 ]

Lord Oliver Francis Daubeny, Earl of Bridgewater ( brother-in-law ) - [ 26 ] married to Philippa

Mrs. Juliana Berkeley, née Gillingham ( sister-in-law ) - [ 21 ] married to Reginald

It seems that, much like their parents, the Berkeley children are prone to love matches. Three unions, three matches made so far and none a marriage of convenience or ill-will. Lavinia and Percival had a few years of marriage to themselves, travelled around the globe, before they welcomed their daughter, Theodosia, named after Percy’s mother ( earning some protest from Dorothea, they had to promise her to name their next daughter after her ). Lavinia has taken to the city to accompany her older brother without her daughter and husband but there are rumours that Percy is soon to follow at the very end of the season, as he couldn’t bear to stay away from his wife for an extended period of time.

Lady Philippa had married her Oliver two years ago, after she had engaged in a failed courtship to a friend of his whom had promptly left her to go to the Americas. In her time of need, Oliver had been a shoulder to cry on, an unlikely source of comfort - they had married after a long engagement and are scarcely seen in London ever since. They spend most of their time in the countryside at Oliver’s ancestral home, or their quaint little cottage in Scotland - at either of those place, Oliver has supplied many, many instruments for her to master.

Since both his sisters had managed to strike favorable matches - Lavinia was a duchess, for crying out loud! - Reginald had felt no pressure at all in finding a match. He knew he still had time, knew he would live in comfort either way, he hadn’t thought much about marriage - until, on a day out in the village surrounding the Berkeley estate, he had met Miss Juliana, the daughter of the local seamstress. Love at first sight, it was. Reginals had promptly invited her to dinner and, after a short courtship, the two had gotten maried - the event had called Edmund back home from his travels in europe. Reginald and Juliana are still on their honeymoon.

#theseason;task #we love doing tasks instead of replies #just got off work i have no brain power left

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Now Added

As we are in the quiet period between a new book release, the next Insider’s email, and now the news of a newsletter or article thing in regards to sequels, I have been working on getting more Transparents from older books and trying to catch up on current books.

And now the following characters have now been added to the Transparents folder;

A Courtesan of Rome

Cingerix

Cornelius

Euthymios

Gnaeus Rufus

Isis

Iuna Pythia

Legate Aquila

Locusta

Lucanus Flavius

Lucius

Marcella

Marcus Brutus

Rufus Glycia

Baby Bump

Bao

Gavin Covington

Lori

Selma Hayes

Bachelorette Party

Frank

Superfanda

Big Sky Country

Bentley Johnson

Blades of Light & Shadow

Grobtar

Grobtar Chief

Solerne

Bloodbound

Iola

Desire & Decorum

Batholemew Chambers

Bishop Monroe

Constance Parsons

Cordelia Parsons

Donna Bowman

Ezra Harper

Felicity Holloway

Gideon Payne

Harry Foredale

Madam Raisa

Mary

Prince Regent George

Queen Charlotte

Rupert Foredale

Thaddeus Parsons

Vincent Foredale

Viscount Westonly

Viscountess Lavinia

Yusuf Konevi

Distant Shores

Ambassador Moreno

Bronte

Dorothea

Governor Smith

Grace

Lady Moreno

Officer Alvarez

Officer Doyle

Pierre Dupre

Tripp

Foreign Affairs

Dean Lundqvist

Professor Masako

Winston Torres

High School Story / Class Act

Alan Park

Greg

Mohit Bhandari

Rita

Samir Bhandari

Shruti Bhandari

Hot Couture

Brandon

Bridgette Gardner

Kimia

Otto Thorndyke

Mother of the Year

Hugo

Tallulah Copeland

My Two First Loves

Dave Price

June Price

Open Heart

Baz Mirani

Bryce Lahela

Elijah Greene

Ethan Ramsey

Jackie Varma

June Hirata

Passport to Romance

Elliot Langdon

Queen B

Thomas Stiles

Red Carpet Diaries

Thomas Hunt

Ride or Die: A Bad Boy Romance

Logan

Sunkissed

Alexis

Bill

Nate

The Elementalists

Kavya Mistry

Ward

The Freshman Series

Claire Pierce

The Nanny Affair

Carter

Jenny

The Royal Masquerade

Emery Beaumont

The Royal Romance / Heir

Bartie Walker

Bradshaw Achillies

Camellia Nevrakis

Constantine Rys

Isaac Achilles

Jackson Walker

Leona Walker

Lionel Nevrakis

Lyra Achilles

Wishful Thinking

Harry

Witness: A Bodyguard Romance

Cassian Keane

Finn McDonough

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ABOUT DARIUS || B I O

Born in 28 BBY as Darius Thatch, Darius served under his father, Baribus Thatch, as a member of the Videre Houses of Esverr, highly trained, force-sensitive skills-men who filled a variety of capacities. Most notably, as Scourmen (trackers, hunters, and marksmen), Truemen (mind readers, truth-seers, negotiators), and Veilmen (elder videre, force users, spiritual guides).

As the son of the famed Scourman, Baribus Thatch, Darius served one of Esverr’s Noble Houses, the Heraldy family. As the personal guardian of Viscountess Lavinia Heraldy and secondary factotum of her father, Viscount Charles Cornelous Heraldy, Darius was trained to be both guide, bodyguard, and ambassador.

During this time, power was slowly wrested from the Esverrean Monarchy and Noble Houses as the Empire gradually overtook the planet’s sovereignty. Seeing the trends, the Heraldy family was careful to retain their power through commerce and managed to stave off some of the Empire's pressure.

Things were going well before evidence was discovered of Viscount Charles Heraldy’s secret financial support of the Rebel Forces. Realizing the danger his family was in, Lord Heraldy evacuated his sons August and Charles II, his daughter, Lavinia, and his brother Cornelious.

With the help of Rebel smugglers, all of the Heraldy evacuees and their assigned bodyguards had been given new identities with the full intention of getting them off-world and to the safety of a rebel base. But as he did, his wife—who had misguidedly revealed his secret to begin with—was killed trying to stall the troopers and let her family escape. Charles perished running to his wife’s aid and never got to see his children’s craft lift off.

What should have been a quick escape quickly became a race for their lives, but even the most stalwart noble could not withstand the Imperial grip. The ship was shot down, by one of their aces, Tycho Celchu, with their enemies expecting no one to survive. By some miracle, Darius survived the crash and was recovered by an Emergency Response Droid who transported him to the nearest medical center.

Fortunately, his falsified ID hid him from the prying eyes of the Empire until he was finally recovered enough to awaken. But when he did, he discovered everything had changed. Not only was he presumed to be the only survivor of the crash, but something else was terribly wrong. Where all other Esverran natives could feel and connect the flow and music of the Force, he was deaf, isolated, and alone, disconnected from Proviiden--the Force.

A sign of banishment - legal, social, and spiritual - before one's execution.

Devastated, Darius waited, his mind numbed by the shock and loss of it all. Once physically well enough, Darius utilized the false identity of "Lieur" to escape to leave his homeworld, believing he’d be killed as a death penalty convict if he was found there. Once away, the young man watched from afar as the Empire engulfed his world, setting their laws over his people and watching them assimilate the valuable Videre into their military, vanishing those who resisted.

After losing his home, his family, and his people, Darius fell into despair and let his feet lead him to wherever they went. At first, they led him to the company Incom, where he worked for a time as security. But following several Rebel “raids” and finally the arrest and shipping off of other Incom engineers, Darius fled once more.

Following the flow of Proviiden’s will (The Force), found himself collapsing before a well he didn’t recognize in a place he didn’t know. There he prayed to know the path Proviiden had for him and for Proviiden to show him the way he should go.

It was there he was found by a Mandalorian armorer who asked who was and what he was doing there. Darius gave his name and confessed that he had been praying, that he had been left without home or kin, the last of his people, and was searching for the way he should go. The Armorer pondered this and remarked that his journey had led him to her forge. Darius admitted that it seemed that it had. She asks if he desires to continue the path he has found to which he answers, “If this is the path Proviiden has led me, then I will walk it, but... I don't know the way.” The Armorer had nodded sagely and replied to him, “Then I shall show it to you. This is the way.”

The year is now 5 ABY and Darius Leir has donned the armor of a Mandalorian, and now follows his buir and clan head, Tajur Jiang, doing his best to closely follow his new religion’s culture and tenants. Perhaps a little too closely, much to Tajur’s chagrin. Still, Darius holds the Watch in high esteem, often modeling his behavior off of them, opting to maintain many of their traditions while adhering to others his clan head passes down to him.

But nobody can run from their past forever, and even the dead have a way of catching up to you...

#about darius #mobile links #bio

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vantigma · 4 years

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when i chose the scene of viscountess lavinia i was expecting fun and... well...

#desire and decorum #playchoices #pixelberry

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the-writerly-night-owl · 4 years

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Tis’ the Season to Have Babies

Desire and Decorum/Ernest Sinclaire x MC + an some minor various pairs.

Summary: In which Clara learns that she’s expecting around the same time as everyone else in London it seems.

Author’s Note: Fun fact I had this story in mind since I saw the prompt list. No joke, I was like that’s going to be the baby story. If you scroll down my list you’ll see a bunch of names that’s how it’ll connect. For the 41 Days of Cheer and the prompt Expecting.

The whole family was invited to Viscountess Lavinia’s baby shower. And Clara Sinclaire wanted to make sure that everyone was prepared and ready to leave. The party was set to start at noon after all. Waddling her way up to her room she could hear Harry and Theresa getting prepared. Then Briar and Edmund as well. Edgewater was starting to get fuller and fuller as they had children themselves.

Ernest had finished straightening his cravat as she stepped into the room. Just a quick change and make sure her hair looked nice.

“I have the present,” he said gesturing to a wrapped gift on their bed. “Are you sure I must go?”

“If I have to go full with child, you have to as well,” she said. “It will quite entertaining I’d imagine.”

After all she was expecting her first child in a few weeks. Theresa in currently in her sixth month and her dress showing off her stomach. Briar had fortunately had her daughter back in February and bringing her three-month-old daughter Katharine.

Ernest stared intently at her as she felt a blush creep to her cheeks. Then stepped in front of her to run a hand down her stomach. He could feel the kick of their child while she just smiled already envisioning him holding their son late at night together. She was positive it was a boy, but Ernest had insisted that it might be a daughter.

“Alright, only because you’re insisting. She had a son, didn’t she?” asked Ernest breaking his gaze away from her to kiss her softly. “Can you imagine our child growing up with hers?”

“I’d imagine that it’d be fun,” she said raising an eyebrow. Her hand slipped into his as they savored the moment before having to leave.

With that they were off as it was starting to get hard to move around. Smiling she sat next to Theresa in the carriage as she had insisted on going together. Harry and Theresa talking about what they would name their baby if it was a boy.

“Are you sure that we can’t argue about the name Vincent?” asked Harry to her and Ernest. Her husband had shaken his head.

“If our baby is born first and it’s a boy, we will name him Vincent,” said Ernest. “But if we have a girl and you have a boy his name will be Vincent, that is the arrangement.”

“And we stand firm with that,” added Clara.

Theresa only shrugged happy with the decision. As much as she loved the earl, she had insisted on naming the boy Timothy after her father. Harry took his wife’s hand rubbing it softly not saying anything. They both wanted to honor their late father. If only Briar had a son, she would have beaten them both to the punch!

“Jane for a girl then,” said Harry as they pulled in front of the Viscount’s home.

In front of them Luke Harper and his wife Cordelia were carrying in their son. Well the nursemaid was while the young couple holding hands, leisurely heading inside. The former Donna Bowman also struggling to walk with her pregnant belly.

It appeared that the year of the lord 1818 were so many women expecting a child. First Briar and so forth until the end of the year.

“I’ve never seen so many women together that looked like this,” said Harry a bit surprised.

“Me either, it must be half of London,” said Ernest holding Clara’s hand as they exited the carriage.

Clara was just excited to be able to give advice she had been passed onto and hear more. Clutching her gift did they enter the parlor set up all nice and neat. Lavinia standing next to the cradle to show off her and Westonly’s son.

Walking up to them did she drop off the gift with the others and peered at him. Ernest being pulled along also looked down at the child. He was very handsome with much of Lavinia’s features. Although she was thinking of what her baby would be like.

“Thank you for coming,” said Lavinia hugging her as best as possible and then Ernest as well. “Please have a snack. You’re a good friend to me Clara and I insist you hold him.”

Not even getting a chance to thank her for inviting them, Lavinia had put the infant in her arms. Oh, now that was different. Aww but he was so adorable sitting here as she had burped making Clara smile.

“You look very natural holding a baby,” said Ernest from over her shoulder. “I can’t wait for ours.”

“Yes, you’re having a baby,” said Lavinia not really hearing him. “Congratulations. Now I simply must show off little Anthony to some others. I believe that this is my chance to rub it into Miss Holloway?”

Clara passed her the infant as she laughed a little. There were a few young women here that didn’t have a baby yet, Miss Holloway included. With that she kissed Ernest’s cheek to talk with some would be expecting fathers. Perhaps Mr. Chambers who had been invited as well. It appeared that their usual social group had been invited with or without children.

From her spot she watched as Briar attempted to get Katharine to be friends with the young Westonly child. She and Edmund never really leaving each other’s side staying close to the window.

Harry and Theresa smiling at each other and exchanging long glances before eventually leaving the party discreetly to the outside area.

Cordelia and Luke part of the attention while they just praised their son like a prodigy. How she wanted to try again for another.

Watching them Clara went to find her husband. Ernest had been caught in a conversation with Viscount Westonly talking about war techniques again. Grateful for the escape she had pulled him out of site from the others. Then somewhere far away from where she hoped Harry and Theresa would be.

“Thank you for getting me away…”

Before Ernest could finished his sentence did Clara press her lips against his, arms going around his neck pulling him as close as she could. Savoring the moment Ernest kissed her back not stopping until they had to breath. Taking the advantage of the moment he peppered her face with kisses, her forehead, cheeks, that spot that made her squirm against him at the base of her neck.

She had adjusted to sit on a chair in the dining room.

“Ernest,” she breathed pulling him close. “Is it bad that just being here, I wish our baby was born today?”

Ernest sucked in a breath shaking his head no. Of course not, if anything he wished that she would have had their child last week. He took a sharp intake of breath for starting to kiss her lips, there fingers interwoven together.

“Every time you are with Katharine or even holding Anthony, makes me think of the dozens of children I want to have with you.”

Clara brought a hand up and cradled his cheek.

“And a dozen babies we will have,” she said enjoying their quiet moment as the party continued around them.

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