A/N: So while No Promises was intended to be more like the Lady and the Tiger where you decide whether the proposal would go better or not. Trini requested the second chapter from Darcy's perspective. After thinking on the topic here is Darcy's perspective. This could still go with The Star of the Morning and The Trouble with Fallen Angels. And I may be convinced to write the proposal that Darcy has planned. I don't own the characters. Thank you so much for the very kind and generous reviews and I hope you enjoy!


The walk from Rosings to the Parsonage had never seemed so long. He didn't even know if Elizabeth- Miss Elizabeth would even see him. While he certainly hoped that she had simply not wanted to deal with his aunt today, he certainly wouldn't blame her, she very well could be unwell. But he still wanted to try to see if he could talk with her. It was one of his last chances after all, and he had chickened out of the last one.

He started trying to come up with what to say to her after clearly his plan of coming up with it on the spot had clearly not done him any favors. He would be lucky if she'd ever accepted him after him sounding like an idiot rambling on about the decorations of the house. He knew that he wanted to tell her that he loves her and that he wanted to marry her. Other than that he had nothing. A nagging voice in the back of his brain pointed out that he perhaps should have been working on this longer, which did him no good at this point.

He was tempted to just start talking and just let it all come out. But he knew his last attempt at proposing by just saying what came into his head while nervous had gone poorly and talk of drapery had come out instead of I love you! No, clearly a plan was needed. He knew that speaking was not his strong point, letters, on the other hand, he did quite well with. He started wondering whether he should propose by letter till he reminded himself of the fact that she could not receive the letter because they were not courting nor engaged. Perhaps he should ask to court her, then propose in a few weeks? HIs brain provided no suggestions on how to ask to court her either. So he was back to the beginning.

He knew he was not a perfect man. Many days he wondered whether he was a good one. There was so much to do as the Master of Pemberley, as one of the guardians and primary caregiver of Georgiana, as a nephew, and as a friend. He often was reminded of the fact that man was not meant to do this alone. Elizabeth would be the perfect helpmate. She would help him, stand beside him, and be someone to discuss things with. She was beautiful, witty, smart, and so much more. She also made him tongue-tied when half the time he wasn't sure if she was flirting with him or mad at him. He sighed, perhaps saying all of that might be good to include.

He didn't know, he had no idea how to win a woman's favor. He suspected that if she said yes, a rather big if, he would soon discover the large number of missteps he had made. For that matter, his inner voice pointed out, some of those might get pointed out before she answered. He winced, that was probably true and he knew the probable topic too.

He wouldn't regret separating Miss Bennett and Bingley. Partially because he was not entirely sure that Miss Bennett had been truly interested in Bingley. But there was also the fact that he wouldn't reveal that he had not been sure of Bingley's affection either. Charles was his best friend after all. Yes, Charles had seemed infatuated with his angel. But if Darcy received a new estate for every time that Bingley used the word angel in reference to a young lady he had talked and danced with, well Darcy would own all of England. The fact of the matter was that deep down he was more willing to believe that Miss Bennett had been interested than Bingley had been. If he told Elizabeth that though, she might not believe him. Especially if he got tongue-tied on the topic which he suspected that he was likely to do. If he did get it out properly Elizabeth might start thinking that her sister deserved better, which considering how much Elizabeth adored her sister she might.

But Darcy knew that Bingley actually loves Miss Bennett now. The problem was that Bingley was still refusing to think for himself. Instead of acknowledging that he disagreed with Darcy and his sisters and doing something about it, Charles was sitting in London pouting. Darcy sighed, he would not and could not provide guidance to Charles for the rest of his life. He knew that a gentlemen's life was new for Charles but the man had to figure out his own stance. For that matter, if Charles would actually leave his wing, he might have seen Jane when she had visited Caroline! But that was a problem for another day.

For now, there still remained the problem of how to propose to Elizabeth- Miss Elizabeth. He knew that he had been out of spirits because of leaving Georgiana at the beginning of the Meryton visit and had heard from his valet the stories being told about him in the village. Perhaps he would start by apologizing, then talk about her, and finally confessing that he loves her and wants to marry her. He thought through it, well at least he had a plan. It certainly would help things turn out better than it would of otherwise, several ideas of what he might have said popped into his head and he cringed slightly, he knew he got tongue tied when he was nervous but he suspected that talking bad about her family was not the way to a woman's heart. So an apology, compliments, confession of love. Apology, compliments, confession. He could do this, he would do this for the hope of Elizabeth's hand. He realized he was outside of the door of where Elizabeth was and knocked.