Darcy felt that he was the happiest man in the world, and that his joy in
the world around him was far superior to any that another could claim,
Bingley for example. Though he had no doubt that Mrs. Bingley had a very
good character and exactly suited his friend, he could not help but think
that he liked his Lizzy infinitely more, with her lively spirit and silvery
laughter that filled the grand halls of Pemberley with a wonderful feeling
of home. He could hardly believe that they had been married for almost two
years, and she was still as loving and lovely as ever, her ready wit
delighting him anew every day. Elizabeth disliked leaving his side when he
was at home, showing herself so attentive and loving a wife that he had
been quite overwhelmed at first at the tenderness of the creature of which
he had not thought it possible that she grant him her hand. When Darcy was
away in town or doing business, she sent him frequent letters, that had
their proof when he came home and was welcomed by this most perfect of
women.
Their happiness had only grown during their married life, increasing and enveloping each in a delicious tenderness that connected them with a lifeline of love. There had only been two things that gave Darcy grief. One of these had been the reluctance of his fellows and neighbors to see his Lizzy for the person she was, instead of a common usurper to the much- coveted throne of Pemberley. It had pained him deeply to see her beginning struggles for respect and appreciation, and to see how she withstood again and again the social trials and subtle mockeries with her head held high and her countenance serene, leaving her to try to suppress bitter emotion when they were alone together, for Darcy's sake. Her husband, however, keenly noticed her depression on an evening after a ball they had given, as much as she tried to be gay, and his loving words soon soothed and comforted her as she shed her long-held back tears in the close security of his strong arms. She had gone about with more confidence following his quizzing of her troubles, and, to his relief and her happiness, soon won over most of the people that Darcy valued.
The second one of the original dampers on their happiness only settled after the first year of their being together, and though Darcy regretted it, it was infinitely more on his wife's mind than his own. They had not had a child. Poor Lizzy had been on the verge of despairing of ever having an heir to Pemberley. Perhaps it was speeded and enhanced by Jane's having a healthy set of twins not a year after her marriage to Bingley. Whatever might have been the multiple causes, she had shortly been released of the anxieties. It filled Darcy with joy to think that his devoted wife would deliver him a healthy baby in 7 months. His Elizabeth looked so completely and absolutely happy now that he could not help but wanting to embrace her every time he saw her, for his little cup of joy was quite full.
Georgiana, his beloved sister, was out and surrounded by suitors. She was just 19, having had her 17th birthday shortly before her brother and new sister's wedding. Beautiful and shy as ever, she seemed to fascinate young men, who seemed, from Darcy's protective, older brother's point of view, to enjoy plaguing her with calls when she could hardly converse with them from bashfulness and should rather stay home with her family. Lizzy had done wonders with Georgiana, but they were shown only to her family and close friends-the shy girl still avoided talking to strangers and acquaintances, and certainly looked even more discomfited when forced upon the subtle love- making of admiring men, some young and some not so young. Someday, her brother hoped, she would wed an admirable young man whom he could respect and she could love as he loved his Elizabeth. That day, however, seemed discouragingly far off.
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A/N: * Stuffy, accented voice * Find here a narration of the Darcy's lives at the commencement of the story.
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Their happiness had only grown during their married life, increasing and enveloping each in a delicious tenderness that connected them with a lifeline of love. There had only been two things that gave Darcy grief. One of these had been the reluctance of his fellows and neighbors to see his Lizzy for the person she was, instead of a common usurper to the much- coveted throne of Pemberley. It had pained him deeply to see her beginning struggles for respect and appreciation, and to see how she withstood again and again the social trials and subtle mockeries with her head held high and her countenance serene, leaving her to try to suppress bitter emotion when they were alone together, for Darcy's sake. Her husband, however, keenly noticed her depression on an evening after a ball they had given, as much as she tried to be gay, and his loving words soon soothed and comforted her as she shed her long-held back tears in the close security of his strong arms. She had gone about with more confidence following his quizzing of her troubles, and, to his relief and her happiness, soon won over most of the people that Darcy valued.
The second one of the original dampers on their happiness only settled after the first year of their being together, and though Darcy regretted it, it was infinitely more on his wife's mind than his own. They had not had a child. Poor Lizzy had been on the verge of despairing of ever having an heir to Pemberley. Perhaps it was speeded and enhanced by Jane's having a healthy set of twins not a year after her marriage to Bingley. Whatever might have been the multiple causes, she had shortly been released of the anxieties. It filled Darcy with joy to think that his devoted wife would deliver him a healthy baby in 7 months. His Elizabeth looked so completely and absolutely happy now that he could not help but wanting to embrace her every time he saw her, for his little cup of joy was quite full.
Georgiana, his beloved sister, was out and surrounded by suitors. She was just 19, having had her 17th birthday shortly before her brother and new sister's wedding. Beautiful and shy as ever, she seemed to fascinate young men, who seemed, from Darcy's protective, older brother's point of view, to enjoy plaguing her with calls when she could hardly converse with them from bashfulness and should rather stay home with her family. Lizzy had done wonders with Georgiana, but they were shown only to her family and close friends-the shy girl still avoided talking to strangers and acquaintances, and certainly looked even more discomfited when forced upon the subtle love- making of admiring men, some young and some not so young. Someday, her brother hoped, she would wed an admirable young man whom he could respect and she could love as he loved his Elizabeth. That day, however, seemed discouragingly far off.
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A/N: * Stuffy, accented voice * Find here a narration of the Darcy's lives at the commencement of the story.
*Back from Jane Austen voice to normal voice * Please review!
