Chapter 5
Darcy got Elisabeth to himself and hurried her towards the end of the hallway of the second floor. "You saw most of Pemberly last time you were here, though I don't think you have seen these rooms yet!" Darcy teased, as he bowed and opened the door to their quarters.
Their bedroom had red velvet wallpaper, the floor was made out of different types of wood that formed a floral pattern and the curtains were white and smooth with small red flowers that complemented the walls. The furniture was old, but kept in good shape, and looked just as romantic as the rest of the room. There were one door on each side, "probably to private bath- and changing rooms," Elisabeth thought, but what really caught her eye was the golden letter "E" written on the left door and the "F" on the opposite. It touched her heart to see how Darcy had tried to make her feel home.
As she had studied the room Darcy was quite content with the way her eyes lid up as they took it all in. Most of it was just as it had always been, though the wood had been lightened and the curtains changed. The old room had been darker as his father hadn't liked light in his eyes in the morning, so the old curtains had been of a thick and green material. He thought light fitted Elisabeth more, yes; her entire being was going to bring light to this whole house!
"What do you think?" Darcy asked a still speechless Elisabeth. "I think…I think I will be very happy here. And I will gladly admit that I am very happy to have you show me into our bedroom and not to my own…" She smiled up towards him. "You know, there is another bedroom if you walk through your dressing room. It's normal for a wife to have one." Darcy commented, though being very happy hearing Elisabeth's words. "It doesn't mean we have to use it though," Darcy continued, before Elisabeth was lifted up into the air and thrown on top of their bed.
Later that day Elisabeth got to know her new personal maid. It was all strange to her, as she had sheared a maid with all her sisters and mother her entire life, but for Darcy it was the easiest most normal thing in the world. Her name was Lucy, and she was a sweet young girl, but not very talkative. She helped Elisabeth get dressed for dinner, made her hair and left with a small curtsey. Darcy knocked on the door and together they walked down towards the dinner table.
"It all looks like a dance," Elisabeth whispered to Darcy as the servants changed her plates between courses. "I think they are all making an extra effort to please their new mistress, madam," Darcy teased Elisabeth. Georgiana spent most of the dinner talking to Elisabeth, loving that she had finally gotten the sister she had always wanted, and needed. "I think you will have to help me quiet a bit Georgiana," Elisabeth commented. "You know, I grew up under very different circumstances." "We'll both have to make an effort, so Elisabeth will feel home here," Darcy agreed, not wanting the women to do all the talking.
"Oh, I know brother, and I have already asked our neighbours to come visit us in a few days. You will love them Elisabeth. They are not to old, just a few years older then you two, and the wife is such a good story teller." "I would love to make new acquaintances here, but hold on with inviting everyone you know just yet. I would still like some time with two of my favourite people in the entire world! And before I forget, I have a surprise for you both after dinner!" Darcy sent an uncertain crocked smile at Elisabeth, wondering what the surprise was all about.
After dinner Darcy asked if the ladies would like to spend the evening in the parlour looking out towards the river. Secretly hoping to get Elisabeth to himself, while his sister played the pianoforte. Elisabeth agreed, but excused herself for a minute to get her presents. She had to ask Lucy were her luggage were and the together they found both items.
"You look very pleased with yourself," Darcy teased as Elisabeth came almost running into the room. Elisabeth blushed, but had to admit to her self that the teased one had suddenly become the teaser. "I think I liked you better before you became so smug," Elisabeth told him with a smile in her eyes, before she turned to Georgiana and handed her the piece of music she had bought. "Just a small gift and a token of my appreciation, that you welcome me into your family!" Elisabeth's voice went weak and she got tears in her eyes. "Maybe it will give you something to do as well, if I steal your brother to much away from you…" she added, as to joke away sudden serious feeling that had come over her. Darcy had rose and came over and gave Elisabeth a hug, "I don't think you understand how much we have been longing for someone like you to come into our family." Georgiana just nodded and smiled, not used to her brother showing emotions that openly. As to give the couple some privacy she went to her pianoforte and started playing her new song.
"I haven't been completely honest with you husband," Elisabeth admitted. Darcy looked alarmed. Elisabeth had to smile at his facial expression, "do you remember the time in London were I said I wanted to but some womanly articles and asked for some time alone?" Darcy did, and suddenly thought he realised what she hadn't been honest about. "Don't worry, you can get all of that in the village as well," Darcy tried to explain. Elisabeth looked a moment confused, but remembered the money conversation afterwards and realised Darcy thought she had lied about having money. "I think you misunderstand. I asked you to leave so I could buy you this present. She handed him the book from behind her back. I looked like a good edition." Darcy studied the book, very surprised by the gesture. "It's lovely Elisabeth!" he exclaimed. "You have been giving me so much Darcy and I just wanted to give you something that was only from me. Though I have to warn you that it will be your first and only present from me that was bought with mine money and not yours…" Darcy was filled with so many different emotions. "It's surly not the only present you have given me Elisabeth, you give me something every moment we are together. And the money you think of as mine, did in fact become yours the moment you said yes to me in church, just a few days ago. Remember, it's no longer you and me Elisabeth, it's us…"