Me: Two more chapters! I've decided that when I finish this story, I'll be working on my Hobbit story, and possible my Ouran Rewrite. So, a few people were confused with Catherine's argument in the last chapter, since with Eva she stated Darcy was engaged to her niece, while when speaking with Darcy, she ordered he only marry his soulmate. I probably should've explained this before. In her mind, she was scared that people may try to get close to Darcy (since he's handsome, rich and successful) and he might stray from their wiccan traditions due to the influence if a woman got close enough. So, she made up a fake engagement between Darcy and Anne. But, she never exactly explained this to either party involved, which is why, in that one chapter of Darcy's thoughts, he said he didn't know why she insisted he was engaged to Anne. Hope that explains it better. Anyway, please enjoy guys!
I couldn't sleep, so I decided to take Secretariat out for a late night ride. Ok, it was more of a early, early morning ride, but still. Everyone was still asleep when I left. Though I did leave a note just in case someone woke up before me. After a while, I decided to give Secretariat a break and started to lead him around the pasture.
As we were crossing a bridge, I noticed a figure walking through the slight fog. I narrow my eyes a bit, before realizing who it was. It was Darcy, as handsome as ever, wearing casual and ruffled clothes that just seemed to add to his sexiness. Not that I'd admit that in this century. It's 'not proper'. Still, my heart raced just at the sight of him.
Secretariat snorts behind me, as though upset my attention is no longer on him alone. But I ignore him in favor of staring at Darcy, who stops a few feet in front of me.
"I couldn't sleep" I admit to him.
"Nor I" he adds in. "My aunt…."
"Yes, she was here" I snort with a small smirk.
"How can I ever make amends for such behavior?" He asks softly. How many times have I said I loved his voice?
"After what you have done for Lydia, and I suspect for Jane, I should be the one making amends" I answer him, with a sad frown.
"You must know. Surely you must know it was all for you" Darcy tells me, and that just makes it even better! More romantic than last time, that's for sure! "You are too generous to trifle with me. And I believed it my duty to prevent you from committing murder." I had to laugh at that. I can't believe he remembered that! "If your feelings are still what they were in last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever." He takes a step closer to me, staring into my eyes, "If, however, your feelings have changed I would have to tell you, you have bewitched me," Yeah, buddy, you have no idea, "Body and soul and I love….I love…..I love you" He finally gets out. "I never wish to be parted from you from this day on." I give him a teary smile.
"Ok. This is way more romantic than your last proposal" I tell him and he gives me a slightly sheepish smile. "And quite honestly, I don't think I can be parted from you." Darcy's smile turn into a happy one and I grin, "I finally got you to smile!" That just makes him smile wider, as his eye glance down for a moment.
"You're still wearing it" he mutters. I tilt my head in confusion.
"What?"
"The necklace I gave you."
"Wait, it was from you?" I ask curiously. He blushes slightly and nods.
"I had already gotten it for you before I...before you...anyway, I figured it'd be best not to mention who it was from at the time" He answers sheepishly.
"Oh. Well, thank you. I love it" I tell him honestly. He just doesn't know that I needed the crystal for a magic pendant. Speaking of magic, I should probably tell him-I snap out of my thoughts when Secretariat knocks me over with a hard nudge. I trip forward and Darcy quickly uprights me.
"Are you alright?" He asks worriedly, looking over to make sure I have no injuries.
"Yes, I'm fine. No thanks to you!" I snap at Secretariat, who just snorts and goes back to grazing. "Jerkface of a horse…."
"Your necklace got undone" Darcy informs me, reaching down to pick it up. However he instantly drops it when it starts to glow….Oh...right…
"I can explain!" I say hurriedly, "I, uh, it's just, uh….I've got nothing…."
Third POV
Darcy couldn't believe anything that was happening. First the woman he loves said yes to his proposal, in her very unusual way of course but that was to be expected, and then he finds out she turned his present into a magical pendant. Either she was a witch, or she was wicca, like him and his sister. He sure hoped she was wicca, as he would more than likely go into shock to discover his soul mate is a witch, who specialize in dark magic instead.
"Please tell you aren't a witch" he begs. But if Georgiana asks, he did not such thing.
"No!" Eva snaps, offended at the thought. And well she should be. It's not a good thing to be accused as a witch. "I'm a wiccan….."
"...Oh thank the Lord" Darcy sighs, relieved. Eva eyes him critically.
"Ok what's up?" He looks at her, confused by the strange wording, "You are taking this much better than I thought you would. Why?"
"Me and Georgiana are as well. Wicca, I mean" Darcy explains. Eva blinks in shock.
"Oh….Well….That explains a lot…." She had forgotten about the spell on her necklace due to her shock of being right.
"And this is great because I was a bit fearful for how to explain soul mates to you" Darcy continues.
"Yep! This has really saved us a lot of explaining time!" Eva nods in agreement. Before tackling him happily, sending them both to the ground Darcy exclaims in surprise as Eva squeals like her younger sisters usually do.
Eva's POV
I pace back and forth in the hall. Dar-William, is inside talking with Papa, asking for his permission to marry me. I mean, I already said yes, but still. It's mandatory. My mate also insisted that I call him by his first name, which is Fitzwilliam. But every time I think of calling him that, I keep picturing his cousin the Colonel, so I shortened it to William.
After what felt like a lifetime, the door opens. I instantly swap places with William and close the door after a quick smile to my fiance.
"Eva, are you out of your sense? I thought you couldn't stand the man" Papa says, a bit confused on what's going on.
"Nope! We just had a falling out over some misunderstandings. I never hated him" I explain.
"He's rich, to be sure. Should you marry, you will be back to your accustomed living style. And you will have more fine carriages than Jane. But will that make you happy?" Papa asks, as if that's the reason I wish to marry William.
"Are there any other objections you may have other than your belief in my indifference?" I ask, a bit hesitantly, unsure if I want to know the answer.
"None at all. Well, we all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort of fellow." At least he used to be. I've gotten him to loosen up! "But this would be nothing if you really liked him."
"I do like him."
"Well…"
"I love him." Papa looks a bit shocked at that. "With all my heart. He's not proud. Well, not anymore. He's changed. If I told you what he was really like, what he's done."
"What has he done?" Papa asks, sounding a bit worried. And so, I told him everything.
Third POV
Darcy was outside, pacing, as he was lost in worry and thought. What if Mr. Bennet refused to allow them to marry? He doesn't think he can handle being forced away from his soul mate any longer. After Eva accepted his hand, he felt as though he were dreaming. To feel that sort of happiness only to have it taken away….He doesn't think he could live with it.
Inside the house, Jane and Mrs. Bennet were watching Darcy as he paced around.
"I thought she didn't like him" Mrs. Bennet mutters.
"Of course not. She loves him. And he loves her. I thought you would be happy, mother? After all, this is one more daughter to be married. The only ones left would be Mary and Kitty" Jane says, grinning widely. Mrs. Bennet smiles when she realizes this.
"Oh dear! This is just wonderful! And he's even more rich than your Mr. Bingley. 10,000 pounds a year! Can you believe it?"
"Mama" Jane scolds, "She's not marrying him for his money."
"Oh, I know my dear."
Eva's POV
"Good Lord" Papa gasps, "I must pay him back."
"No. You must not tell anyone. He wouldn't want it. He really has changed now. But I suppose that I may have misjudged a few of his actions. Though I do not regret rejecting his first proposal. If I hadn't, then I do not think so much would have changed in him." I smile fondly, thinking of my fiance once more.
"You really do love him, don't you?"
"Very much!"
Papa sighs sadly, "I cannot believe that I will have to give you up so soon after officially adopting you into the family, but it seems I am overruled. After all, I doubt Fanny will appreciate me ruining a good marriage for our daughter." Cue twinkle in his eye. I laugh, knowing he's right. She's been so eager to marry all of us off, that she'd be quite cross if he didn't agree. Especially given how rich he is, but I don't care for his money. "So, I heartily give my consent." I grin widely and hug him. "I could not have parted with you, My Eva, to anyone less worthy."
"Thank you" I say gratefully, tears welling up in my eyes, hugging him even tighter, before running off to tell the news to my love.