A third one-shot, hurrah.
Don't even ask about this one, I was feeling... odd. Very weird indeed.
Yellow-lily is still my beta! =D
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It was turning out to be quite a lovely little party. Governer Swann surveyed his work with deep pleasure. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, the food was excellent, and the music was perfect. And Elizabeth was acting fairly ladylike, that was a plus, indeed. Yes, Weatherby Swann was feeling superb.
A lady caught his eye across the room. She was about his age, tall and elegant, and he recognized her instantly as the visiting Governess Diane from England. "All right then," Swann thought to himself. "Why not, hmm?" After all, his wife had died several years ago. Perhaps he should get back out in the world...
He strode over to Diane with a smile on his face. "Ah, Lady Diane, are you enjoying yourself?"
"Oh, Governer Swann, I am, but please, call me Diane!" The woman smiled warmly, and Weatherby found himself, to his shock, grinning.
"Only if you agree to call me Weatherby," he responded, and the two laughed.
Across the room, Will stood quite awkwardly, but Elizabeth soon joined him, increasing his discomfort. "Hello, Will," she cried gaily, then, "What on earth is my father doing?"
"Flirting," Will said wisely.
"Flirting? Don't be silly, Will- why, hold on a moment, yes, I believe you're right. Hmm. How about that. He seems to be doing fine."
"Yes, he does, Miss Swann."
"Will! Call me Elizabeth!" The two stared at each other, then returned to watching the Governer.
Governer Swann had just finished a very witty joke about a pirate and rum, and Diane was laughing appreciatively. Laying a hand on his arm, she smiled brightly. "Weatherby, you'll really have to tell me some more jokes like that." He was more than happy to oblige.
The rest of the evening passed with Weatherby Swann shirking his hosting duties, and flirting with miss Diane. The guests soon began to file out, and when the room was nearly empty but for a few stragglers searching for coats, Weatherby turned back to Diane.
"I had a wonderful time," she told him with a smile, as he helped her with her coat.
"As did I," he replied, lifting her hand to kiss it. She blushed and looked up at him coyly. "Perhaps we can get together another time?" he suggested.
"I will most definitely consider that," she replied, and with another look was Weatherby decided was definitely flirtacious, exited through the door.
Weatherby certainly had a little bounce in his step as he turned to retire to his room. Passing a mirror in the hall, he paused to look at himself. He fixed his wig a bit, placed a dashing smile on his face, and even winked daringly, then he murmured to himself.
"Weatherby Swann, you've still got it!"
Don't even ask, huh? R&R, mates. And just so ya know, the bit with Will and Elizabeth was to show the comparison between the two classes. Weatherby had no problem calling someone from his own class by her first name, but it horrified Will. Don't worry Will. *hugs Will*
