As for Jane and Henry themselves, they lived in a bubble of tea and happiness. Theirs was a love forged in the unlikely fires of cosplay and e-mails, theatricals and firearms, bathtubs and ballrooms, sketchbooks and sheep's eyeballs. Repeatedly busted for physical displays of affection that grossed out their relations, the two of them found themselves overstepping the mark again when they brought round the pee-stained positive pregnancy test as a means of announcing their happy news. Henry immediately embarked on a reading of the canon to Jane's as yet entirely flat belly, claiming that if they started straight away, the child could benefit from two, if not three read-throughs before it even hit the birth canal.