Author's note:- I have edited this chapter and made some changes in the story. This is my first time writing anything, so there will be mistakes, but I hope each chapter will be an improvement on previous one. Also, if you like the story or dislike it, then do share your views in review.

And if someone finds it confusing then this story starts in Ramsgate, before the Wickham fiasco. This chapter is mainly from Georgiana's point of view, focusing on her thoughts and feelings.

Chapter 1

Georgiana pov:

Georgiana was sitting there with nary a thought about her surroundings, gazing at the sea, her companion not very far from her. Then she saw a white furred kitten a few paces away from where she had been sitting. It just looked at her curiously.

For reasons unknown to her she was drawn to the kitten, before she knew what she was doing she knelt in front of it and caressed its tiny head covered in soft fur. "Jasper" a young female voice called and the cat turned its head in the direction of voice. A young man and a young woman probably a few years older than Georgiana emerged. The cat jumped in the arms of the lady. Both the newcomers looked at Georgiana. She didn't know what to say, but then the woman smiled at her and said, "I hope jasper didn't gave you any trouble, he is normally quite a gentleman". Geaorgiana couldn't help but return the smile and replied, "no indeed, he was quite the gentleman to keep me company". Someone called out and both the newcomers along with the cat left. Soon Georgiana too left.

That night as she laid in her bed, staring at the canopy above she replayed past few days in her head. She was here in ramsgate on a vacation, her brother had came along with her but as soon as she got settled he had left for London to attend to his duties.

At present she had few, if any social obligations, she was not out in society yet. Earlier she had wanted to come here, now she just wanted to be back home. Sometimes she wanted to run away from her home other times that was all she wanted, home. It had been like this since her father had died. Her father. It had been four years since he was gone. Sometimes it felt like ages had passed and sometimes it felt like just yesterday. She knew her brother felt the same. There were few things she remembered from the time when her father was still alive.

George. Her father's godson. She had met him just yesterday, by chance it seemed. She was happy to see him. But then she became conflicted. On one hand George was loved very much by her father, she remembered many days from her childhood in company of her father and George. Those were happy memories. But then her brother had a disagreement with George, she didn't know everything about that but she knew that her brother had forbidden even his name being mentioned in his presence.

She had met George again this afternoon. George was a happy link to her father, her only parent that she had known , but then she felt like she was betraying her brother by being in his company. George wanted to keep meeting her, and even her companion encouraged her for that, but still she was undecided. And then tears started to run down her cheeks. These tears were for her mother. The mother she had never known. The mother she needed now more than ever. The mother whom she only knew through her brother, his stories. Now when she was at the brink of womanhood, she needed her mother more than ever and she wept for her.

When she woke it was already past nine. Her companion comented on her slightly red eyes but she brushed it off. George had asked her for a walk on the beach today. So she got upstairs to get ready for the walk. Her thoughts then turned to the cat of previous evening for some reason. On her way to the place they had agreed to meet, she heard a voice that sounded familiar yet she couldn't place it. Then she saw it, through the window of a bookshop. She hurriedly entered the shop, her bewildered companion on her heels. There it was, sitting lazily at the feet of a lady who was browsing through some books muttering under her breath. She didn't know why she wanted to be close to the cat, she didn't know why she was in here. The cat gazed up at her and then came to stand at her feet, she picked it up barely aware of her companion asking something. She was staring intently in eyes of the cat just as it was staring back at her.

"Hello" a sweet voice said. And then she came to her senses and became aware of her surroundings. She looked up and suddenly she was staring into the eyes which were dark blue, that somehow seemed violet or indigo perhaps. She was young, yet those eyes looked far too old for her face, it made her nervous. It was the same lady she had met the previous evening. Only this time she was alone.

She blushed again as she realized she hadn't answered yet. "Hello" Georgiana replied.

The lady smiled kindly at her, and said, " perhaps we shall introduce ourselves? I am Miss Violet Brudenell. Nice to meet you, miss….?"

On hearing her playfully daring enquiry, she answered with a curtsy of her own, " Miss Georgiana Darcy."

"Nice to meet you Miss Darcy." Miss brudenell said " and you have already met my cat, Jasper." On hearing his name, jasper answered with a purr.

Both the ladies smiled at that. " What kind of book are you looking for?" Miss brudenell asked.

" um.. I'm not here for books I just… I just saw jasper and I was… " she couldn't finish the sentence, it sounded so foolish. But Miss brudenell only chuckled and said," you were drawn to him."

"Yes" Georgiana replied.

" Its allright, don't be embarrassed Miss darcy. Jasper is very charming, no one is immune to his charms. And it seems he has taken a liking to you." Miss brudenell said to her. "So, you are not here for books?"

" No Miss Brudenell." She paused, but soon continued " I was on my way to meet a childhood friend."

" oh dear! I am so sorry if I kept you." Miss brudenell said.

" Not at all. I was curious about Jasper, and…. It was nice to meet you too." She said hesitatingly. Then summoning all her courage she asked, " I really enjoyed talking with you, would you like to have tea with me sometime?" She waited anxiously for miss brudenell's answer.

" Of course Miss Darcy. It would be a pleasure." Miss brudenell said, " If you are not too busy, we might take a walk now. It would be a waste to stay in here, when we are having such fine weather. And it was due to jasper that you are in here, rather than taking your usual walk, so its only fair he accompanies you, wouldn't you agree?"

" Yes, but I wouldn't wish to keep you from books. Unlike me you actually came here for books." She said.

" That may be, but I didn't found any books to my liking. However….. I did meet a lovely young lady, whom I shall very much like to know." Miss brudenell replied teasingly.

And thus they both exited the bookshop to take a walk along the beach.