Archie and Lilias sat on the swing together and posed sweetly for the camera. 1=kissing, 1=holding, 1=smiling faces together, 1=dance frame, 1=pretending to cradle their baby. They candidly spoke of taking pictures with their infant in the garden in the near future. Lilias was glowing like a fairy queen. Her maternal radiance shone bright as moonbeams. Archie protectively held her upright on the swing. He was sure to guard her from slipping backwards, even though the swing was only gently rocking to and fro.
The wind was blowing her tea gown to the shape of a billowy cloud. Archie took a few solo photographs of his wife; in one, she held a rose to her belly; in one, she waved to the camera sweetly.
Archie looked up at the sky covered with clouds.
"Come, my darling." Archie offered Lilias his hand. "I see the clouds beginning to roll by. A storm is surely afoot."
Archie and Lilias strode quickly back to the house.
Loud cackles and booms of thunder and dangerous lightning hit the moors. The interiors of Misselthwaite shook with the vibrations.
Archie and Lilias bathed and dressed for dinner.
They enjoyed a candlelit dinner amongst the growling sound of the weather. Lilias broke traditional protocol for Lord and Lady and sat next to her Archie. She did not want to sit so far down at the other end of the table.
After they ate, Lilias played the harp as if she herself wanted to play a lullaby for the baby. Archie smiled adoringly as she stroked the strings of the instrument and then placed her hand on her belly lovingly.
"Archie, if our baby is a boy, we shall call him Colin."
Archie smiled. "Colin." He repeated the name in approval.
They climbed the wooden staircase to Lilias's quarters to go to bed for the evening and the thunder continued. Archie gently kept his hand at the small of her back protectively as she climbed the stairs.
Archie helped Lilias undress. It was the maid's night off.
"This storm won't let up, it seems."
"Good English weather." Archie joked.
Lilias tried to climb into bed.
She moaned in discomfort as she moved to lay on her back in the bed.
Archie immediately reacted to remedy her aches. He guided her to sit up.
"Here, my love. Allow me."
He moved so that she was sitting between his legs, pulling her to rest against him in the bed, so that he could massage her at the back and the sides of her hips.
She closed her eyes in gratitude. "You always know what I need, my love." Lilias responded. Archie leaned his head over her shoulder from behind her. She turned her face in profile and kissed him. One kiss turned to many more. Her mouth softly lingered at his cheek.