Hello- thank you to all who've reviewed my last story- this is an idea that I have been working on for quite some time- if you like it please review and I will be sure to update quicker. Thanks to OhMyStarsShiz and DefyingLogic2011 for reading the initial idea and telling me to go through with this story.

Every thing... I repeat EVERYTHING... is based in 18th century English Countryside- there is no references to anything after 2009. Not one thing. It is based on the time of Jebbie (2005-2009)

Thank you for reading my long author's note and please rate and review.

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Tedium. That was the word running through Jasmine's incredibly intelligent cranium. She had been sat in this carriage with nothing to do for the last 4 hours. She hoped she was almost at her destination.
Jasmine Thomas was a woman of 17, who had long brunette locks and olive toned skin. She was a girl of 5'2, who had a small frame, was very slim and huge brown, beautiful eyes.
She was on her way to her Uncle's manor, in Emmerdale- Emmerdale manor. She wasn't excited in the least. Her uncle was known as the Vicar Earl. He did not go by his name most of the time. Instead he went by Earl Thomas or Vicar Earl. His name, Ashley Thomas, was left out of the equation.
He was a vicar for the village named after his manor- Emmerdale- which consisted of the strangest mix of families. The Dingles, the Sugdens, the Hopes, the Tates and the Sinclairs, with the King family's manor the other side of the village, at Foxbridge.
Jasmine imagined what the manor would look like. A grey and dull exterior, covered in overgrown plants and moss. The interior a cold dull grey, with tiled black and white flooring, cobwebs in every crevice and mould growing in every available precipice.
Though she had to admit, she was looking forward to seeing her mad and funny grandfather, who she knew would be glad to see her if nobody else was.
Her grandfather, Sydney Thomas, better known by his nickname, Sandy- a name he acquired from his sandy brown hair as a young man, was an 81 year old Earl, who, unlike his sons, was known to be happy and carefree.
When Jasmine was 8, she had a small bout of chicken pox and was desperate to play in the white sheet of cool snow with her cousin, Gabrielle. Unfortunately, she wasn't allowed, so Sandy thought he would make Jasmine happy by building an 8ft snowman in the corner of her room. When she woke up and had asked why it was so tall, he had replied 'One foot for every year'. She had not understood properly so Sandy had lifted her up and tickled her feet, pretending he meant that the snowman had 8 feet. It was her happiest childhood memory.
Jasmine laughed at that memory, triggering Ethan Blake, her uncle's curate, parishioner and sadly, her escort to the manor, to look up from his book, glare at her and say sharply:
"Quiet. I am trying to read." Jasmine looked towards the window, with the faintest feeling that he believed women and children should be seen and not heard. She sighed and felt Ethan's temper, and his glare boring into her face. She looked down and examined her dress. A leaf green colour with sewn pink swirls in a floral design, with white lace at the U curving from her neck to the top of her chest, at the hem of her dress and the cuffs of her sleeve. She wore dainty heeled shoes, in the colour of green, she wore a necklace that used to belong to her late mother and she kept a ring on her thumb that belonged to her late father. Overall, she was impressed by her choice of outfit.
She thought back to her late parents, who had died 4 weeks previously, in a carriage crash. She was sad, and she wouldn't stop crying at the funeral, ending up sitting on the ground, leaning on the tombstone until her friend Digby Jones came and consoled her.
She remembered Digby with a fondness, as he was her first crush, turned best friend. He was the stable boy, whose mother and father inherited enough to buy a manor and all the luxuries, from his great aunt Cynthia.
She remembered her first memory of riding her horse, Prince, the Palomino, with Digby helping her, also riding his chestnut horse, Basil, which she found to be a rather strange name for a chestnut coloured horse. She would have chosen Cocoa or indeed, Chestnut.
Ethan looked up at her again, after seeing her trying to see what the book he was reading was. He glared and she returned to looking out of the window for the duration of the rest of the trip.

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After another 2 hours of travelling, the carriage pulled up to the manor house. It was not dull grey as Jasmine had suspected, but a slight yellow. The footman opened the door, holding his hand out. Jasmine took his gloved hand and stepped out of the carriage, to see Ashley and Sandy smiling at her. She went to greet Ashley first and then she walked over to her grandfather, enveloping him into a big hug, kissing his wispy grey/ white hair.
"Jasmine, my dear, how was your journey?" Sandy asked; pulling away to examine his granddaughter's growing beauty. Jasmine smiled at her old grandfather, sadly counting all the ways she could say no, but deciding she would be happy for her grandfather, she replied:
"Most pleasant, grandfather." She said. She always had to call Sandy grandfather around Ashley, otherwise she would call him grandpa. Her grandpa turned to Ashley, saying:
"Jasmine and I will have dinner earlier tonight so that we can go to Foxbridge tomorrow and get to the jewellers. I have something I would like to give Jasmine, as an early birthday present." He said, smiling, offering his arm to Jasmine, who took it.
"What have you got, grandpa?" Jasmine asked excitedly. Sandy put his finger to his lips and made a shushing sound.
"Can't tell you... your uncle... he wouldn't have it. He does not approve of extravagant books... you know him. He prefers books and bibles to diamonds and delights." Sandy said, smiling as they walked inside.

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Dinner was eventful. 4 courses of amazing food. A pea and mint soup with the best homemade bread. An amazing fish dish, consisting of caviar (Which only Ashley ate- because Jasmine and Sandy despised it) and trout with potatoes. A beef dish, consisting of 5 vegetables and 3 slices of beef and finally a dessert of Ratafia cakes and an assortment of fruitful brandies, which Sandy had at least two glasses of each.
"So, Jasmine... I was thinking, we could have Angelica over to play with Arthur tomorrow- so I was wondering if you would like to watch them?" Ashley asked, seeming completely oblivious to Sandy's plans to take Jasmine to the jewellers.
"Well, I thought that grandpa- I mean, grandfather was taking me to the jewellers tomorrow?" Ashley looked at Sandy, who smiled in his 'That's-alright-isn't- it?' face. Jasmine had to pretend to cough so that she could release her laughter.
"Well, yes, of course, perhaps another time..." Ashley glared over at his father, wiping his mouth with his napkin. Jasmine picked at her broccoli. Ashley picked up on it.
"Not hungry, Jasmine?" He asked, smiling at Jasmine. Jasmine shook her head, dropping her fork onto her plate delicately and wiping her mouth, as her uncle had done seconds before, with her napkin.
"Not really, Uncle. I think, if I may, I shall go upstairs and read." She said, looking back at Ashley. He nodded, draining the last of his brandy.
"Of course. Do you need Flora to help you?" He asked, offering Jasmine the help of what was to be her new maid. Jasmine shook her head.
"No Uncle, I think I can manage the small task of walking upstairs to my bedroom." She said, silently wishing she was with her father, Lucas (who went by the name of Luke) and her mother Emily, instead of being with an uncle who could not even fathom for one second that she could even make it upstairs to her room.
"Jasmine, I shall see you in the morning, bright and early for Foxbridge!" Sandy said, smiling as Jasmine walked over, kissing the to of his head, his wispy white hair sticking up ever so slightly. She walked to the door turning to face her guardians.
"Goodnight." She turned and walked out of the door, wishing that someone could make her life less of a puzzle to figure out what she wanted to do.


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