A/N : So this is going to be a series of non-connected six-sentence fics from moments in the life of Cora and Robert, they won't go in chronological order and I highly doubt they will make sense at times but I'm going by 'if it has a full stop at the end it counts as a sentence.'
Cora's teaspoon clattered into her teacup as she rushed from the room, murmuring an almost unintelligible apology to Robert's parents.
Robert sighed, darted a look of reproof at his mother, ignored his sister's raised eyebrows and his father's annoyed expression, put his teacup down and followed his new fiancée, unsure if it was duty or affection that prompted him to do so.
To his relief, he found her almost at once, in the hallway, facing away from the drawing-room, her fingernails pressing into her palm – a gesture that he would learn, over the years, meant she was holding back tears.
'I'm sorry, I was being silly, I'll go back inside,' she said as soon as she saw him approach, as if she had rehearsed what to say, and for a moment, he wonders if she had, it the setup at Downton has awed her so much that she feels she needs to practice what to say – he doesn't want their marriage to be like that, even if he doesn't love her he admires her intellect and he wants her to feel as if she can discuss things with him without fear of rebuke.
'No, don't apologise,' he said, hoping to reassure her, 'Mama's remark was uncalled for, and I'm truly sorry that it hurt you, when, if I may say so, I think your accent is quite lovely, Miss Levinson.'
She smiled up at him, but he was still worried that she was nervous, so disregarding the fact that they were probably being watched by a servant, he took her hand in his and kissed it, then squeezed it gently to show her that he was on her side, and they returned to the drawing-room, to Robert's family, who wouldn't accept her at first but would do so in time, and to a new life, together.
A/N: Reviews are always appreciated and if you want to throw a prompt at me that would be great too xxx