Well, here's chapter two! Please tell me what you think; there's no point in writing it if no one likes it! Review!

Notes on historical accuracy: I don't really know how the Titanic was laid out, but I'm just putting the staircase near the entrance because it works well for the story. Also, the Astors really embarked at Cherbourg, so that's inaccurate but, once again, just in there for the story.

Once again, the Mantons belong to Julian Fellows and ITV, the Titanic belongs to the ocean, and Captain Smith, the Astors, the Duff-Gordons, Mr. Ismay, and Lady Rothes belong to history.

April 10, 1912- Aboard Titanic

Stepping onto the Titanic, Georgiana decided that it was more like a lavish London hotel than a ship. Before her stood the grand staircase, with intricate carvings running up the sides of it and bronze cherubs guiding one's way up. Above her, a large glass dome let the sun shine its rays upon the masterpiece before her. To her left, Georgiana could peek into the first-class dining saloon, with waiters dressed in white setting the elegant tables for luncheon.

"Well, this is marvelous!" The Earl of Manton exclaimed, walking in and stopping next to Georgiana, "Don't you agree, Louisa?"

"Quite. Simply delightful," Replied her mother.

"I'm certainly glad you find it enjoyable, Lord Manton, we certainly tried!"

Georgiana turned around to spot an older man approaching the family, dressed all in white, which matched his bushy beard. Taking in his outfit, Georgiana guessed that he was the captain.

"Ah, Captain Smith!" her father said, shaking hands and greeting him, "How proud you must be to captain such a extraordinary vessel! I've never seen anything quite like it! Let me introduce you to my wife, Lady Louisa, and my daughter, Lady Georgiana Grex."

Georgiana smiled and nodded her head, extending a hand to the Captain.

"It's a wonderful ship, Captain Smith," she praised, "I must confess I'm still in awe of its splendidness."

"And I am certainly glad you approve!" Captain Smith replied with a laugh, "Every last detail has been attended to with the utmost care to make it the greatest ship that ever sailed. I assure you, you will never have an experience quite as exceptional as your voyage on the Titanic!"

"Well, I'm sure you'll live up to your word!" Georgiana declared clasping her hands, all the while thinking that in steerage, every last detail was probably not attended to with care and that they probably were going to have an experience more exceptional than their voyage on the Titanic in their lifetimes.

The Captain smiled, and, glancing over Georgiana's head, spotted the Astors boarding with their servants and many items of luggage. Turning back to Lord Manton, he said, "If you'll excuse me, M'Lord, I must greet some of the other passengers. I'm sure we'll see each other again soon. Lady Manton, Lady Georgiana, it's been a pleasure. Have a wonderful crossing." With that, he gave a slight bow and hurried over to greet the Astors.

Georgiana looked at the scene around her as her as her parents spoke in hushed tones next to her. Stewards rushed around, up and down the staircase, taking the first-class passengers to their cabins or dealing with all the trunks and suitcases. She noticed one woman, dressed in red and an obnoxiously large and feathered hat, having an emotional parting with her pekingese, another having a row with her maid for apparently not packing the right diamond necklace. As always, the same, meaningless things. She recognized several familiar faces as well: Lord and Lady Duff-Gordon, acting with an air of superiority, as well as her father's friend and president of the White Star Line, Mr. Ismay.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a pair of brown eyes watching her from a spot near the saloon. Turning her head slightly, and that so her hat would cover her eyes, she looked towards them, and saw a man standing there next to an older couple, who Georgiana assumed were his parents. He had brown, wavy hair, parted neatly, was quite tall, and she observed that he had rather a large nose. He smiled at her and nodded his head in her direction, but before she could process anything more about him, she was drawn back into conversation.

"Lord and Lady Manton! How nice to see you again! Oh, and Lady Georgiana as well! How wonderful!"

A petite woman with dark brown hair piled on top of her head but hidden under a dark blue hat was winding her way between people towards the family wearing a dark blue dress with yellow beads embroidered on it.

"Lady Rothes, how lovely," Lady Manton exclaimed, a delicate smile carefully plastered on her face. Georgiana, grinning into a handkerchief, could barely contain herself. Her mother couldn't stand Noel, Countess of Rothes and her modern values and suffragette ideas, and Lady Manton could be quoted saying—in private, of course, "That woman is a complete disgrace to the British aristocracy and deserves to be working in some factory in Liverpool, not wearing a countess' coronet." Personally, Georgiana loved her.

"Quite", Lady Rothes replied, giving Lady Manton an ambiguous look and taking a step back to perceive the entire family, "I had heard that you two," she gestured to Lord and Lady Manton, "Were going to be travelling. But I didn't know that Lady Georgiana would be accompanying you. Is your son, Master Owen, travelling with you as well?"

"Oh, no," Lord Manton answered, "He's at Eton, studying hard I hope!" he chuckled, "And you wouldn't have heard that Lady Georgiana was travelling with us; we only knew ourselves a few days ago."

"Really?" She noted, "And why the sudden addition to your entourage?"

"Well—" began Georgiana, but her father gave her a sharp look of warning and her mother cut in.

"It's her health I'm afraid," she confessed, "It's delicate and the wet weather of England isn't doing anything to help it. We're going to take her to Newport to recover, aren't we, Georgiana?"

"Yes," she confirmed through a scowl, "I'm sure it will help, being cooped up in a house all day with nowhere to go, no one to see; I'm sure it will help a lot of things." Georgiana gave a sharp look to her father, before turning back to the Countess and smiling, " And now, if you'll excuse me, I need to find my rooms; I like to settle in and make sure everything's in place before departure."

"Of course. In fact, I'm needed as well. I'm transferring to a different stateroom so it's caused issues with all the luggage." Lady Rothes explained, "If only I didn't have so much to bring with me! If we didn't have to change quite so often, why, I'd have three less trunks! But I shouldn't burden you with things like that. I suspect I'll see you soon. Lord Manton, Lady Georgiana... Lady Manton," And with one final look at Louisa, she swept away.

"I cannot believe that woman!" Louisa muttered under her breathe, "How dare she say such things!"

"It's true though, Mama." stated Georgiana, striding away from her parents and towards a steward. "And there will come a day in the future where the biggest issue won't be what brooch to wear to dinner," she finished, far too loudly for her parents' comfort, over her shoulder.

Reaching an available steward, she said, "Could you show me my cabin, B-62, please? I believe all I need for the crossing has been brought there already."

"Certainly, M'lady," he answered, starting to ascend the magnificent staircase, "Right this way, please."

Georgiana followed him up the stairs, leaving her parents, still sputtering from her comment, at the bottom. As she climbed the steps, she noticed that, once again, the man with the brown eyes was watching her.

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