Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Hiro Mashima, creator of Fairy Tail. I am in no way connected with the franchise. It bears noting that this fanfic is the product of a request for a "Jane Austen" vibe.
The Art of Falling
Chapter 2: Love, an Abstract Concept
"Let me put this into perspective," Lady Mika Fullbuster slowly started, trying to make sense out of Gray's proposal, "this woman you speak of, the woman who left you beaten out in the cold, is the woman you wish to marry?"
The gentleman seated opposite her inside the carriage was looking out the window, at the passing scenery through the small frame of the horse-drawn carriage. He expelled a breath of exasperation as he repeatedly answered the question since the first night he proposed the notion.
"Mother, no matter how many times you ask, the answer will remain unchanged." Gray did not take his eyes off the window as he answered; finding the herd of cattle tended by an old cattleman far more interesting than to keep repeating himself. So, he only heard his mother turn to the patriarch for confirmation.
"And we are going to allow this?"
"The Locksers aren't a bad family, dear. I've met the gentleman many times." There was a rustle of paper as Silver turned the page of the periodicals he was reading. "As a matter of fact, their family was one of the original settlers of Magnolia. They still have some connection, although very little."
It took Gray a week or two to finally find the peculiar woman he met at the night of his welcome party. It came as a surprise to him when he learned that Juvia Lockser, one of the daughters of the Lockser family, had lived her entire life in Magnolia. She didn't seem to share the genteel modesty expected of the ladies of such prestigious town. But who was he to judge as he only met him through those humiliating affairs.
"That wasn't what I meant, dear." The other half of the Fullbuster couple swiftly rectified. There was a slight embarrassment in her tone as she feared that her question was deemed critical of the Locksers. "I am only concerned for our son's well-being. For him to marry a woman he just met in such an extraordinary circumstance…" She trailed off, mulling over her next words.
Gray had an idea what his mother was most worried about – that he would be bringing an unrefined lady into the Fullbuster family. It was, after all, his mother's duty to see to it that the woman he chooses to marry was fit for the Fullbuster name. That meant that his future wife must possess all his mother's requirements. Unfortunately, Juvia Lockser seemed to have fallen short of those requirements. So, why was he squandering time travelling to the Lockser household? He could simply not tell them the true reason. Hence, he covered with, "She is the woman I choose." As if his words offered any explanation but certainly resolve.
"If she tickles his fancy, my love, there is nothing either of us can do about it." He folded the paper and turned to his wife, saying his next words with finality and resignation. "The heart desires what it desires."
His father's words pulled Gray's attention towards the couple who shared a look filled with silent adoration. It made Gray consider about 'his heart's desire'? It was preposterous to think that a heart, a living organ inside his chest, a mere tool for his blood circulation, had the ability to contemplate on wants or desires when the heart lacked a brain on its own. The mind, logic, those were the things that seek for purpose, for desire, for ends and, without a doubt, not an organ like the heart. What a preposterous notion.
Silence once again settled above their heads as the carriage continued to traverse the dirty road towards their destination – the Lockser Home.
"My dear, my dear! Come downstairs this instant!"
The Lockser patriarch, with his dull, blue hair sticking flatly to his head, descended the steps with lazy strides.
"What is with this commotion so early in the morning?" he riled, not sparing a glance at the woman jumping at the landing of the staircase, something she'd never done in decades.
"What's lighting your bottoms, my dear?"
"Oh, my dear, Mr. Lockser," she swooned beside her husband, feeling lightheaded with the news that came to her this morning, "you have no idea what fortune is about to befall our suffering family."
"Our family is only suffering from your cry of woes, Mother."
The Lockser sisters trailed behind their father with Eliana, Juvia and Wendy falling in line on the narrow staircase. The eldest, disapproving of Juvia's attitude, reprimanded her with a loud slap on the shoulder.
"Don't speak to mother in such a manner, Juvia. A proper lady only speaks politely."
As Juvia opened her mouth and about to retort, Eli knew better to cut her off.
"What is this good fortune you speak of, Mother?"
"Oh, my loveliest daughter Eliana!" she exclaimed, caressing the eldest Lockser's smooth skin of her cheeks with her palms. "Lord Fullbuster has sent word that they are heading to pay our family a visit!"
There was no other news that could send Mrs. Lockser into a high spirits other than even the slightest prospect of an offer of marriage from a wealthy gentleman.
"Oh, Eli!" Elmara flatted the strands of hair into Eliana's clean and tight bun and pretended to brush imaginary dust on the Eldest's shoulders, preparing the young lady for the destined meeting. "You must have captured the heart of the Lord's son. Oh, what beauty!"
"But I haven't met the Lord's son, Mother."
Juvia had this bitter feeling starting at the pit of her stomach. The Lord's son? She would not have the chance to know the Lord's son since she did not stay long enough to meet him. But somehow, she felt something she could not place a finger on. Like, something was amiss. Strangely, her mind travelled back to the night she met that debauch of an opportunist and her anger with his shamelessness made her blood boil. An ugly idea crossed her mind, but which she quickly dismissed. There was nothing noble about that lad except for his expensive coat he forced upon her which later, she realized, she badly needed. Catching herself thinking about him again, Juvia dragged herself back to reality – the bothersome reality of her mother preparing the eldest Lockser for a possible destined meeting. She couldn't fully sort out her feelings about it; about the possibility that Juvia might have to lose her eldest sister in marriage and that saddened her. But to Eliana, she seemed enamored about the idea.
In a rush, the family's help broke into the living room with an announcement.
"Lord Silver Fullbuster, Lady Mika Fullbuster and their son, Lord Grayden Fullbuster."
Elmara did everything in her power not to squeal and embarrass herself and, in extension, her entire family. Fearing that she was in earshot of the guests, she restrained her voice as Mrs. Elmara Lockser spat out her orders, forcing her family to arrange some staged presentation to somehow make the Fullbusters believe that the Locksers still possessed the gentry they once held, to which her family fell uncomfortably into.
"Tell me why are we pretending to be something we are not again?"
"Just be quiet, young lady." The reprimand was spoken through gritted teeth and an awfully pretentious smile. "Do not ruin this opportunity for your sister."
But to this kind of larking around, Juvia saw an ally. She threw a knowing glance at her father. They shared a resigned smile and a shrug of the shoulders. Her father has long accepted that Mrs. Lockser's priority was finding a suitable mate for their daughters. That if she failed to do so, Mrs. Lockser deemed herself an unfit mother. As the head of the family, however, Mr. Julian Lockser still had the last word.
The old wooden floors of the house creaked as it welcomed the nobility that paid the Lockser household a visit. It was Lord Silver Fullbuster himself, aided with a cane, who introduced himself first, his wife and then his son, Grayden Fullbuster, who was the one who had business to discuss with the family.
Juvia's expression was one which seemed like she saw a ghost or thought that maybe her eyes deceived her. But her vision was clear as day. The shameless man who did all sort of unspeakable things to her back at the party now stood before her and her family, walking in with one of the most powerful and influential families in Magnolia. There was a bad feeling gripping at her, disliking the road where her thoughts led. She wanted to leave, to discreetly escape from the house. It was a tad too late as the moment his dark blue eyes locked with Juvia's, Gray immediately recognized the woman who visited his mind quite frequently. She sternly met his gaze and he held her foreboding glare as long as he could.
Oblivious of the staring match his second daughter and the son of his guests engaged in, Mr. Lockser invited one and all to the parlor. Mrs. Lockser, who was pleased more than anyone, apologized for the current state of the room, only to give off false humility.
"We were not expecting your arrival, Your Lordship." Elmara waved the help into the room and offered the guests her finest tea and bread. "Please, help yourself with the refreshments. I understand you have travelled far only to meet our humble family."
"Don't mind if I do." Lord Silver accepted, resting his cane against his chair's armrest and made himself comfortable on his seat. The Lady, on the other hand, was still quite reserve; contrary to the friendliness her husband displayed. Lady Mika has yet to make her mind about the Locksers. So, as her husband enjoyed himself with the offered treats, Lady Mika stated their purpose.
"We apologize for coming without prior notice." She started. "However, I believe my son has a matter to discuss with your daughter. One which cannot be simply delayed."
All expectant blue eyes, varied in shade, landed on the aptly dressed young lord. He was initially surprised by the sudden attention. Then, he coughed into his fist and cleared his throat before speaking.
"Yes. Our purpose for coming here." He said inaudibly, as if reminding himself of their goal. Finally composing himself, Gray met those expectant eyes without waver. "I would like to request a private audience with your daughter..."
Juvia prayed he would say the right name as the rest of the Locksers, save her father, held their breaths.
"Ms. Juvia."
Juvia knew what everyone was thinking; she thought of it too. How could a man of his stature look pass the real beauty in the family? Was he blind? Has he lost hold of reality?
"My daughter Juvia?" Elmara repeated, releasing the breath that hitched in her throat and voicing the question the rest of the Lockser family had in mind.
"Yes." Gray reiterated, meeting the doubtful eyes of Mrs. Lockser, and then turned to the woman who was the purpose of his long journey. "The second daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Lockser, if she would allow."
Albeit still quite confused, Elmara turned to her second daughter, uncertain of what to say or how to react, exactly.
"Then, Mr. Fullbuster…" Both men of the Fullbusters answered, making Juvia realize her mistake. "I meant, Mr. Grayden, please come follow me." Juvia excused herself from the room, expecting the lad she requested to follow her where they could discuss their matter more privately.
Juvia gathered the skirt of her dress, only to pull the hem above her ankle, so she could ascend the stairs more quickly, without sparing a glance behind her. If Mr. Grayden Fullbuster lost his way around the Lockser home, she'd feel much better. She traversed the narrow hallways to bring the man to the room she shared with her sisters, only to have him keep himself behind the threshold, reluctant to take another step.
"Would it really be alright if I…" the gentleman's voice trailed off, his dusky eyes inspecting the small room, taking inventory of its minimal contents, until he met Juvia's reticent stare. "If I enter your personal room?"
"I invited you, haven't I?" If he wasn't too confident or too sure of himself when he spoke to her parents earlier, Juvia would have assumed that the gentleman who refused to enter a woman's room without permission was a nervous wreck. She watched him hesitantly cross the threshold into her room but maintained a distance between them.
"I shall not waste your time any longer and quickly state my business." He took a deep breath, making it quite obvious that it was his first time to be in such a situation. "It is of common knowledge by now that I am to inherit my father's estate. It is estimated at about–" Gray's speech was abruptly cut when something textured hit his face and darkened his vision. He removed the clothing and realized it was the coat he lent the woman the night they met.
"I assume you are here for that. It must be expensive, after all."
This time, when Gray met her eyes, he caught him staring at the strong-willed pools, same as those the night of the fateful meeting. There was no more of that modesty she pretended she had around her family. She was, once again, the defiant girl who left him in cold blood, out in the streets after the air left his body with a single punch. This was the girl who he came here for and he was unsure why he was quite relieved when Juvia behaved more like the peculiar woman at the party.
"Ah, yes. Thank you." Confronting a woman like Juvia left his mind all befuddled that he, for the first time in his life, was at loss for words. Gray shook his head, finding the act ironically useful to clear his mind. "But my purpose for coming isn't just about this coat. No." He corrected himself. "My purpose for taking the journey isn't about this coat at all."
With a clearer mind, his intention swam into focus. Gray stepped forward, bridging the small distance between him and the woman, and settled the coat on the bed nearest to Juvia.
"I, Grayden Fullbuster, would like to ask your hand in–"
"No! Don't speak of it!" Juvia's blue eyes turned into angry oceans.
Gray had to take a step back, to keep his distance as her harsh tone made him feel unwelcomed. He beseeched her eyes, searching for a reason that could possibly explain how his attempt to ask her hand in marriage might offend the woman. All he found were her deep-seated ire to his audacity and a buried ache that she probably did not wish for him to see. Perhaps Juvia saw the confusion in Gray's remorseful stare that she chose to hide and turn her back on him. The young lord felt a bitter taste stir in the pit of his stomach, burning its way up his mouth. How a gentleman could cause a lady such pain?
"I just wanted to take responsibility for that night."
Juvia faced him again, her face twisted in an expression of pure arrogance. "I never asked you to."
The declaration came as another surprise. This woman, the woman standing her ground so firmly, so determinedly, was no one like any other he had met before. Gray was growing impatient that despite himself, the young gentleman had raised his voice over the lady.
"We found each other under circumstances that must only transpire between married couples. I invaded your personal space. You look at me defiantly as against tradition. I put my hands on you without permission. Yet you refuse my proposal?"
There was no more pain but her eyes held such fierce fury that burned Gray's skin. "I am not aware of how you perceive a man and a woman should behave around each other nor would I give it time in my day. Despite appearances, Mr. Fullbuster, I am a woman who will only marry for no other reason than love."
Before taking the journey to the Lockser Household, Gray Fullbuster had practiced his speech, selecting the words with utmost consideration. Doubts frequented his mind about the second daughter accepting his offer. With the way she carried herself so differently from the women that came before her, he had expected Juvia to act and decide reasonably. To accept the gentleman's offer of mutually beneficial partnership was, in all sense, very logical. Grayden Fullbuster was a man who had a lot to offer: fortune and prestige as among others. Any woman would be induced to accept his proposal of marrying into the noble clan of the Fullbusters. Hence, he could not seem to fathom how a sensible woman such as Juvia would even entertain the idea of love. But Gray Fullbuster ought to laugh at himself for expecting something so usual and ordinary from an extraordinary woman such as Juvia.
His silence stretched on, making the young lady uncomfortable. In her final act of rejection, she turned away from him again, and broke the silence with her own proposal.
"I understand your Lord and the Lady have traveled this far only for it to be unfruitful. I am not the only daughter in this household." There was a slight twinge of ache in her chest that ran deep than the mere rejection of the marriage for the wrong reasons. "You might have noticed the beauty might eldest sister possesses." Who could have not seen and appreciated the beaut that is Eliana Lockser? "Perhaps, you'd take fancy on her."
If she was being honest to herself, a part of Juvia wanted him to reject the idea. A part of her wanted to believe that the proposal of marriage was Gray's sincere offer. A part of her wished he'd noticed her own charm in spite of the presence of the most beautiful Lockser sister.
A part of her, however, believed that in a world where Eliana existed, Juvia could not.
"Perhaps."
And that part of her, laughing at her own silliness to dream, had always been right.
Like the way they arrived, the Fullbusters travelled back home in silence. But despite the lack of exchange between the parents and the only son, the heir of Lord Silver Fullbuster, Gray's head was far from at peace. Juvia's words about seeking marriage for love had Gray question his own belief system.
Love? Wasn't love a mere chemical reaction in the brain? A by-product of the need to procreate?
"Did she accept?"
Gray lifted his gaze to meet his mother's inquiring look. "She imposed upon me a condition." He answered.
"What condition?"
"That I make her fall in love with me."
Love. An abstract thought which cannot be seen nor held. Something Gray had yet to understand the concept of. That which no one could ever fully explain, not by his books or any accounts to those who fell victim to it. How, then, could he make Juvia Lockser fall in love with him?
Writer's Corner: As promised, I would be updating/uploading chapters on a monthly basis although I haven't decided on definite schedule. Also, I've been watching English period movies to get the right tone for this. Currently, I'm watching Emma! Do you guys have any other recommendation?
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