Disclaimer: Pride and Prejudice is a novel written by Jane Austen. And The Secret Garden is a novel written by Frances Hodgson Burnett.
Alerts: This story is based on Pride and Prejudice and The Secret Garden, so this fic may be seen as an alternative universe.
The sunshine was dancing in the skies, gaining life and bringing beauty to all those blessed lives that had an open heart to see through the simplicity of life. There, on that so known place, a young maiden who had shining eyes laughed gracefully with her little friends, dancing with the wind and running lively as a free spirit as herself should do.
But suddenly, everything around her was turned into shadows as she watched her entire life being stolen away by that unwelcome visitor that we all will meet, but we never know when.
And this is how we'll start our story, my friends, with an end. But we have to remember that all is cyclical, so this is nothing more, but the dawn of a new beginning.
A Secret Garden to a hidden heart
When sixteen years old Elizabeth Bennet arrived from India she knew she would not found, here in England, the serene sun that so many times played with her spirit, but she could not expect the frozen hearts of those who she would call her "family"; for she knew little about how tragic life could be considering that her entire life has been an ethereal dream of magic, love and fantasy.
This young lady, my little fellows, was the only daughter of Benjamin and Rosalie Bennet; two well known botanist who went to India only to study the variety of those magnificent species, but stayed there for over a decade. But nothing lasts forever and those unfortunates souls had fallen victim of tuberculosis, leaving their only daughter to live with her stranger cousin.
Elizabeth didn't know much about her cousin, Fitzwilliam Darcy, for she has never seen him before and, honestly, she did not know what to think of him. No one apart of those who lived and worked in the main house knew how he looked like for he never went out nor they knew how he controlled so well his business; the only thing that could be considered a fact about him was that he was a force to deal with. Having no one else in the world, she had to write to a mysterious relative, hoping he would let her live in his house.
And many days later she received his answer:
"As you have no other place to go, I have to say you are welcome to stay."
Fitzwilliam Darcy
That brunette should be afraid, but she was not, because her parents taught her to not be so. She could not and would not be afraid of the unknown inasmuch there is a lot to be learn as was a lot she could teach as well. And perhaps that may be the reason of why she didn't faint when she met the young lord of Pemberley.
To be continued...
The Master of Pemberley
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