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Jane Austen Works RP:
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Making Amends:
Lydia was oblivious to what Jane and Bingly had decided to do. It was more of Jane's idea then Bingly's, and she had only come up with it after a few weeks of watching Lydia.
Jane had come to realize how much Lydia had grown since what Wickham had done to her. While Lydia was still upbeat, loud, and fairly silly, something had matured about her.
Lydia was now more considerate of others, and appreciative. She did not take the kindness of others for granted, nor did she simply expect fine things. Rather then demanding things, she would ask nicely, and if she did not get her way, Lydia would no longer fret, of course she would not remain as cheerful as she had been before she was told no, but would soon regain her jolly mood anyway. Though one of the more surprising of things Lydia had changed about herself, was that she was not so selfish as before, of course she would look out for her own interest, but it was only after she thought of those around her.
Jane had wondered though, if it was more to do with the influence of another rather then what had happened to cause Lydia's change in attitude. Jane had noted that Captain Denny seemed to be able to handle Lydia's moods, and energy far better then anyone she had seen before.
Or perhaps it was both, perhaps after being kept away from her own child, Lydia had finally realized how selfish and cruel she had been in the past.
"Oh how I long to dance, sitting here waiting on news is an absolute torment to me" Lydia stated as she stood, setting down her needle point. Jane, and Bingly only glanced up at Lydia who was looking around at everyone. Finally Lydia looked at Denny and smiled.
"Denny, you are a divine dancer, wont you accompany me in a dance?" Lydia asked, a smile on her face as she got her hopes up.
"Mrs. Wickham, I would hardly say it is the time to dance, and with no music, or anyone else to enjoy it..." Denny tried to explain to Lydia as to why he couldn't dance with her at the moment, only to her get disappointed. "But, I suppose if Mr. Bingly would not mind us twirling around in the ballroom, I can see no harm in it" Denny quickly changed his answer, though he could feel his cheeks redden bashfully.
"It would be quiet alright, though unfortunately my sister is not here to enchant you with her skills on the piano" Bingly stated, half smiling at Denny before lifting his book again.
Under any normal circumstances, Bingly would discourage a man from such an act with another man's wife, however, it had become clear that these circumstances were anything but normal.
Lydia smiled and pulled Denny by the arm up from his seat. "Thank you Mr. Bingly!" She exclaimed as she ran down the halls of Netherfield with Denny. She laughed as she ran, despite how childish it might be, Denny was happy to laugh and run with her.
Once in the ball room, Denny pulled Lydia close to him, and began to waltz her around the room.
Lydia could not help but gaze up at Denny. She thought of how good he was to her, he was good to everyone of course, as well as possibly the most Honorable and loyal man she had ever met.
Lydia did not even notice that she and Denny had stopped dancing. They were now just staring at each other in silence, and before either them seemed to know what they were doing, their eyes began to close while Denny lowered himself down a bit, and Lydia lifted her chin.
Lydia got butterflies in her stomach as she felt Denny's soft lips brush hers, but they were taken away the moment they had touched her own lips.
Lydia opened her eyes to look up at Denny, trying to work out what exactly was happening.
"I'm sorry, I can't, you are still married" Denny stated. He dropped his hands from around Lydia, bowed to her, and left the ballroom. His sense of honor could truly be infuriating at times.
Lydia stood there and watched as Denny left, she put her hands to her mouth and turned around so she would not see him. Lydia could not believe what had happened.
She was in love with Captain Denny, and as Lydia thought on that, she felt like she must have loved him long before now.
Lydia could feel as tears began to cloud her eyes. It was then that Lydia decided to turn and run back to her room, She would not be seen crying about such a situation.
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"Are you ready to go?" Jane asked Denny. It was late into the night, and Denny was ready to ride out.
One of Bingly's men had thought he found the man that had attacked Lydia, and now Denny was to travel and see that it really was him. While Denny had not seen the man himself, he knew he would be able to tell if the man was lying or not.
Lydia had been excluded from knowing of what Jane, Bingly, and Denny had decided to do. Which was the idea to send Denny alone to check out Lydia's aggressor, as they feared she might try to stop Denny from leaving.
"Yes, I ought to be back with news in three days time" Denny stated as he climbed onto the dark brown horse that had been prepared for him.
"DENNY! WAIT!" A shout could be heard nearing from inside the mansion. Denny nodded once to Jane and Bingly before riding off, just as Lydia burst out of the mansion.
"DENNY!" She yelled and attempted to run after him, only to find it useless. She turned back to Jane and Bingly and stalked up to them. "What have you done?! He could be killed!" Lydia yelled at them, then ran back into the mansion as she began to cry once again. "You've sent him to his death!" She called back as she ran.