A/N Hiya, people! Hope at least one person will read this fic - please
review, flamers not prohibited. I'm not sure where exactly this story is
headed, so bear with me if it takes me ages to write new chapters.
Chapter 2 - The Privileged Boy
When we are young and in love, we think we will be in love forever, and when we are older, we know this is never true. After a few weeks of seemingly blissful rendezvous in the woods, George became older. He knew there was nothing wrong with Carter. He was as eager as he ever was, but new goods soon become old goods worthy of the wastebasket. He began noticing other people, male and female, young and old. One pretty young scullery maid captured his interest and within a week he captured her youthful body in a bed of itchy reeds by the riverbank.
But once was more than enough. The girls were too easy to catch, too yielding. George enjoys a challenge as much as the next person, but what he most desires is quality, the elusive sort that cannot be earned but that one is born with - wealth, noble good looks, status, power. And there was but one person he knew who had all these qualities - Henry Fitzwilliam, son of the great James Darcy of Pemberley.
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One year would pass before George Wickham and Henry Fitzwilliam Darcy were formally introduced. As the son of James Darcy's steward, George had many a chance to charm his way into the old man's benevolent heart, and his money purse. George's good looks and perfect manners soon had old Darcy falling head over heels in love with him. He determined to send George to Eton, and then to Cambridge, in the hope that he would become a great man who would do a lot of charitable good for the world around him.
Then the day came when George met Henry. He was working with his father in the steward's study when Mr Darcy and son strolled in to greet them - the former with genuine pleasure, the latter with shy politeness. Both boys surveyed one another in silence, as young people first introduced usually do. Two days later, they went on a fishing trip together with George's father. Within two months, they were inseparable. With no other boys of his own age to play with, the serious-minded young Henry became quite attached to charming George and his charming personality.
As for our young hero, he took one look at Henry's aristocratic face, perfectly brushed curls, slim figure and elegant clothes, and he fell in love.
Chapter 2 - The Privileged Boy
When we are young and in love, we think we will be in love forever, and when we are older, we know this is never true. After a few weeks of seemingly blissful rendezvous in the woods, George became older. He knew there was nothing wrong with Carter. He was as eager as he ever was, but new goods soon become old goods worthy of the wastebasket. He began noticing other people, male and female, young and old. One pretty young scullery maid captured his interest and within a week he captured her youthful body in a bed of itchy reeds by the riverbank.
But once was more than enough. The girls were too easy to catch, too yielding. George enjoys a challenge as much as the next person, but what he most desires is quality, the elusive sort that cannot be earned but that one is born with - wealth, noble good looks, status, power. And there was but one person he knew who had all these qualities - Henry Fitzwilliam, son of the great James Darcy of Pemberley.
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One year would pass before George Wickham and Henry Fitzwilliam Darcy were formally introduced. As the son of James Darcy's steward, George had many a chance to charm his way into the old man's benevolent heart, and his money purse. George's good looks and perfect manners soon had old Darcy falling head over heels in love with him. He determined to send George to Eton, and then to Cambridge, in the hope that he would become a great man who would do a lot of charitable good for the world around him.
Then the day came when George met Henry. He was working with his father in the steward's study when Mr Darcy and son strolled in to greet them - the former with genuine pleasure, the latter with shy politeness. Both boys surveyed one another in silence, as young people first introduced usually do. Two days later, they went on a fishing trip together with George's father. Within two months, they were inseparable. With no other boys of his own age to play with, the serious-minded young Henry became quite attached to charming George and his charming personality.
As for our young hero, he took one look at Henry's aristocratic face, perfectly brushed curls, slim figure and elegant clothes, and he fell in love.