Hi Ho. This one was getting long so I decided to put out what I had. More to come but we covered some ground here. Happy reading!
William woke up happy. Truly happy. He had a busy day ahead of him and he actually couldn't wait to get started on his to-do list. Perhaps it was a poor commentary on his life these past years but he decided not to dwell on that and to focus on the warm feeling that was emanating from within.
Pulling on his winter running gear William headed down to the river for a quick morning run. He knew Lizzy loved to run as well and wondered if next week she'd be joining him for this morning ritual. The river was far from her dorm and this might be a nice change for her. It was the first of many changes that were coming to their lives and he hoped that, on balance, the changes were positive ones for them both.
A quick shower refreshed him and William pulled on his jeans and a green cashmere sweater that reminded him of Lizzy. The color of the sweater was the same as her eyes and it had become a new found favorite. Quickly checking his email he was glad to see a response from Georgie's doctor. They would speak tomorrow. William's rumbling stomach reminded him of his need to eat. Looking over the contents of his refrigerator and cabinets he was satisfied to see the variety of choices he had this morning. Lizzy had insisted he expand his breakfast repertoire beyond Rice Kripies, Honey Nut Cheerios and eggs. Pouring out a large bowl of Strawberry Fields cereal and skim milk he was glad for the change in routine she was bringing to his life. Well, some things wouldn't change. Finishing the bowl of cereal William decided he still required bacon, toast and jam if he was going to make it to lunch. He was about to start making the rest of his breakfast when his phone rang. Checking the caller ID he could see it was his cousin, Robert Fitzwilliam.
"Morning Robert. Thanks for being so responsive to my email."
"Anything for my favorite cousin named William." Robert was actually a second cousin. Robert's father had been first cousins with Anne Darcy. All in all a good guy, he was in his early 30's, married to his college sweetheart and, a thoughtful and diligent attorney. William had always liked him even if they weren't exactly close. He thought he could trust Robert but needed to take extra care this time around.
"I think it's a little early in the morning for the Fitzwilliam sense of humor Robert but of course, you might say it's a little early for a serious conversation as well, and that's what we need to have."
"You've got my attention Will. What's going on?"
"I need to discuss my relationship with the family firm and wanted to discuss it with you first. As you know, I've always brought my legal matters to the Fitzwilliam & DeBourgh, including all of the Pemberley matters."
"And we appreciate all of your business Darcy."
"Well, this matter falls in the family law part of the business and I'm debating whether or not to bring this to you but wanted to give you a chance."
"Why wouldn't you want me working on your legal issues? Have I done something to upset you?"
He could hear Robert's agitation in his voice. He felt bad for shocking his cousin so early on a Monday morning but this was simply too important.
"Robert, I have a set of issues on which I will need legal assistance but I will not tolerate them becoming known to any members of our family, or the public, until I'm ready. And it can only become publicly known in a manner in which I choose. I'm concerned that some feel too comfortable using their family prerogative to meddle in my affairs. If that is allowed to happen, I will pull my business from the firm with no second chances." William stated in no uncertain terms.
"William, client confidentiality is the core of our business. I know certain family members can be a bit unruly, but you have my assurance that your legal issues are not available for discussion with anyone. If it will make you feel more assured, I will personally work on your confidential family matters and will use only code names on the files. I will encrypt the files as well on my computer." Robert paused, and then softly added, "I'd find it a personal failure if you couldn't trust me Will."
"Thank you Robert. I appreciate you taking this so seriously. I've always trusted you in the past, hence my reason for reaching out to you specifically, but I needed to be sure. I hope you understand." William assured him.
"I do, and I guess I should feel better that at least I'm the one you called on for help." Robert added. "Why don't you fill me in."
William was mentally sorting the various topics to discuss with Robert first and decided he might as well "drop the bomb" first and get it over with. Heading over to his laptop, William sent Robert an encrypted email document containing the draft prenuptial agreement. "I've just emailed you a document that I'd like you to take a look through and revise for me. As you will see, it's a prenuptial agreement. This document will likely be further revised later today and possibly again later in the week. It will need to revised quickly as I am planning to get married on Sunday morning."
"Did you just say you're getting married next Sunday? How am I so out of the family loop? Who's Elizabeth Benetez? Have I met her?" Robert asked.
William chuckled, "Actually, only Richard, Aunt Cathy and Anne have met her and of those three only Richard knows we're marrying. As you might suspect, that blasted codicil has impacted my decision to marry quickly although, I will add that it hasn't necessarily impacted who to marry."
"She must be quite the girl. I can't wait to meet her." Robert answered, a bit bewildered about this sudden turn of events. "I don't see anything about her assets and preservation or your rights to them. Is that what we're waiting for?"
"Actually, she doesn't really have any assets to speak of. You can add in that she will always have rights to whatever assets she identifies as bringing to the marriage but if it's more than $10,000 I'd be shocked." William answered.
"You're marrying a penniless girl and yet, if I'm reading this right, this document gives her access to $2.5mm in cash right away and that amount builds by $2.5mm a year for every year of marriage for the first 6 years. After that you propose splitting all of of your property and investments outside of Pemberley Holdings 50/50 and even then you begin to give her equity rights beginning in year 7. Either her legal team is the best I've seen or she is holding something over you." Robert summarized.
"First of all, you know that $15mm is a pretty insignificant sum compared to my net worth if we're married for six years. If I did anything less, it wouldn't hold up in court. They'd say I was using my superior financial resources and legal team at the time of marriage to leave her in a position that she couldn't continue the lifestyle that I'd brought her into. Second, a marriage that goes beyond my needs, one where Georgiana has reached majority in all circumstances would necessarily be a marriage of mutual desire and affection. As such, she should have the rights as my partner in life. She will be enabling my success and deserves to participate in that success. I've thought a lot about this. The reality is she won't want any of it. If she was more comfortable I'd give her more at the outset but I doubt she'd accept it. She's not marrying me for my money."
"Well she's got you fooled, that's for sure. You could make it an even $5mm for anything less than 10 years with no kids and it would likely hold up in court. You can always make provisions for children separately and ensure that the assets go for their care and support." Robert advised.
"This is the agreement I want. And if she or her lawyers review it and ask for more, I'll likely give it to her. I'm having you look it over to give the Pemberley board comfort that the company's assets are protected. I don't really care about the cash. I have more than I can spend and Lizzy is frugal anyway. $15mm would last her a lifetime."
"Is there anything else you need me to do?" Robert asked.
"Yes. I need to set up access to my cash account for Lizzy so she can begin to pay for items she needs. She needs access today because she is shopping for her wedding dress and related items."
"Her parents aren't paying for her dress? What kind of girl are you marrying?" Robert was shocked.
"A beautiful, bright, independent Harvard College student, who has many friends but no family and as such, doesn't have a lot of money. She's witty, kind and very self-sufficient."
"Alright. Are you willing to explain to me why no one except Richard knows about this wedding?" Robert asked skepticism laced throughout his question.
"I asked Lizzy this past weekend to marry me. Richard knows about it and Georgiana will shortly. You know why I need to marry and Lizzy has her own reasons for needing to marry quickly too. It's mutually beneficial and we care about one another. There are no real reasons to wait and many reasons to marry as soon as possible." William answered succinctly.
"The reason to wait is to actually get to know one another better. Have you done a background check on this girl? How do you know she hasn't latched onto you for your wealth? I hate to say this Darcy but you're not usually so naive or so trusting. I'm pretty surprised at you." Robert couldn't believe his normally cautious and staid cousin was doing something so absolutely reckless.
"You're going to have to trust me Robert. That's all I can say. I'm not going to explain myself to you. Richard is supportive and so if you can't trust me, maybe you can trust Richard's instincts."
"Humor one more question, what did my cousin Cathy think?" Robert asked.
"Aunt Cathy and Lizzy didn't really hit if off. Let's just say that after one conversation Aunt Cathy retired the field and went to rest." Darcy responded.
"Ok, now I have to meet this girl. When are you introducing her to the Fitzwilliam clan?" Robert asked.
"You have two options. You and your lovely family can join us for a small friends and family wedding on Sunday up in Maine at Pemberley House or at our reception, Sunday evening at the Charles Hotel. Your choice, as long as you don't talk to anyone about this, save me or possibly Richard." Darcy invited.
"Let me check in with Emily and I'll get back to you. And Darcy?"
"Yes." William asked.
"I wish you joy."
"Thanks Robert. Give my love to Emily and your beautiful daughter."
"I will. I'll call you later with the details on the account for Elizabeth and with any revisions to the agreement." Robert said with a sigh before hanging up.
"You're finally back! Let's get going. We don't have any time to spare." Jane was pushing Lizzy back out the door as she was walking in.
"Jane, you know I had class this morning. I love your enthusiasm but give me a moment and I'll be ready to go." Lizzy said as she put her backpack down. 'What does one bring with themselves when they go wedding dress shopping?' she wondered. Grabbing her small purse she dropped her cell phone and lipstick inside. "Alright, let's go. Jane, I assume you have a plan?"
"Yes, I've worked it all out this morning. I also called a cab so that we can get there right as the stores open. There's a lovely boutique on Newbury Street that I know has gorgeous dresses." Jane enthused.
Lizzy was about to protest that they could easily take the t. It would certainly be cheaper although might take longer. She remembered William's words last night. She would try to have fun and simply go with the flow. The money didn't matter. "Girls, I need to ask you a favor?"
"Sure Lizzy, what's up?" Charlotte asked.
"I don't want to know what anything costs. I don't want to see the price tags, I don't want to know what the cab meter has run too. I just don't want to know. Can you help me with that?" Lizzy asked.
"Absolutely. Have you gotten information from William on how to pay for everything?" Charlotte asked.
"He's going to text me the name of his banker once everything is arranged. He spoke with someone this morning and they were already working on it so I assume I'll hear shortly." Lizzy said.
The cab pulled up to a small shop and Jane pushed Lizzy out of the cab and paid the fare. Charlotte grabbed Lizzy's arm and led her up the stairs to the doors of the boutique. Lizzy walked in and was quickly overwhelmed by the sea of white and cream lace, ribbons and silk. How does anyone ever make a choice from among so many different configurations of the same materials? Jane met up with them and then pushed them forward into the long room.
A well dressed woman, likely in her early 40's came out to greet them. "Good morning? Oh, hello there. I didn't believe we had any appointments scheduled this morning but welcome."
"I am so relieved you are available to meet with us. You see, our dear friend Elizabeth here has a bit of a wedding emergency. Her wedding is next Sunday and she doesn't have a dress! Can you believe it? We were hoping you might show us any samples or dresses that you have in the store that could be fitted to her frame over the course of this week. Price is not a concern. We simply need to find her the perfect dress and we have little time to do so." Jane burst forth.
One phrase caught the saleswoman's ear, 'Price is not a concern.' That was enough to ensure that this young Elizabeth would be leaving her shop with a dress purchased. "I'm so glad you're here. My name is Carol and I would be so pleased to assist you. Come and sit and tell me all about what you like and what the wedding will be like."
"Well, its going to be a rather small wedding, up in Maine where my fiancé is from."
"Oh intimate weddings, I do so love those. Is it a daytime ceremony or evening?"
"It will be in the daytime although we're coming back to Boston for a small reception at the Charles Hotel Sunday evening." Lizzy shared.
"Do you have any designers you prefer? What kinds of dresses have you tried thus far?" Carol asked as if she was deeply interested in anything Lizzy had to say, or so it seemed. One likely had to love weddings, Lizzy figured, if you were going to spend your time in a wedding dress shop.
"I don't know any designers and have never tried on a wedding dress so I don't have any specific preferences." Lizzy admitted.
"Oh my. First things first, we need to get you into some dresses so we can have a feel for what looks best. I am willing to sell you any of our samples at a small premium so hopefully you will feel like you have a wide range of choices."
Carol bustled off leaving the girls sitting in the front room. A few minutes later she called out. "Elizabeth, please come back here although your friends should stay in the front room. Don't worry girls, Elizabeth will come and model each dress for you."
Lizzy looked to her friends with a smirk and headed off to the back of the store. "I will bring you one dress at a time and pin them up so you can have a feel for how they will look. These first few dresses I selected simply to get a feel for general shape, ornamentation and color. Don't prejudge, just put the dress on and walk out to your two friends. We'll then discuss what you like and dislike about each one to narrow down to your perfect dress.
Lizzy closed her eyes as she stepped into the first dress. Carol was buzzing around her putting clips here and there attempting to snugly fit the dress to her body. It was a fine, very white, and very big wedding dress. Walking out to her friends Lizzy studied their reactions. Charlotte was biting her lip. That would mean no.
Now Lizzy first, what do you like and dislike. "Well, I like that it looks like a wedding dress. And I like that it doesn't have a lot of beads or crystals. It's very white though and very, very big. What do you guys think?"
Jane began first. "Whatever you like sweetie."
"Jane, this is fashion. I expect more from you than that. I know you have an opinion and I want, no, I need to hear it." Lizzy implored.
"Well, I have no difficulty giving an opinion, Lizzy." Charlotte grinned. "First of all, I can't stand strapless gowns. Who wants to watch the bride hitching up her dress the whole night or spilling out of the top because she's been squeezed into her dress? You need straps or sleeves or something. And none of those clear straps attached to a strapless gown. It may solve the problem but everyone knows they were simply added to prevent the dress from falling down. You need a properly constructed dress that fits well. Second, if you're going to spend all of this money, I want to see quality fabric, not gobs of tulle."
"Thank you Charlotte. Now we're making some progress." Turning to Jane, "Your turn... and I want your REAL opinion."
"I guess it just is too standard and not elegant. I mean, I know we're young and all but the dress looks like something that was designed for the top of a wedding cake, not for a person. I mean, look at your engagement ring, you need something that fits the sweetness and grace of your ring."
Carol stepped in, "Thank you ladies. That was incredibly helpful. Onto the next dress." Walking Lizzy to the back of the store she quietly asked. "Which of your friends comments did you agree or disagree with. This is your wedding and should reflect your personality."
Lizzy appreciated Carol's discrete nature. She thought about each of their comments and found that she agreed with everything they said. "I'm quite comfortable with all of their feedback, especially Charlotte's comments about strapless gowns. I've never been comfortable in dresses without straps or sleeves and it is December so I think she's right in any case."
"That helps me immensely. Eliminating strapless gowns eliminates two-thirds of the store to be honest. And really, I won't admit it to many but I agree with your friend. Getting married is anxiety provoking enough. Who wants to worry about that element of their dress?" Carol added. "Now I heard what your friend said about tulle and your comments about beading, but I wanted to see what this style looked like on you."
Lizzy slipped into the next gown and laughed to herself that it reminded her of a fish, with a very wide tail fin. It was very fitted and heavily beaded. It was quite the antithesis of the prior gown. Walking out she stepped onto the platform and looked down at her friends.
"Actually, I'm surprised to be saying this but the narrower gown looks very good on you. I don't know that you want something that tightly fitted but you look quite good in it." Charlotte offered.
"Jane what do you think?" Lizzy asked.
"I agree with Charlotte that you might want a gown with a straighter set of lines. I don't believe white is your color. I think you might want something more cream based. I must say that all of those crystals swallow you up rather than brighten you. Perhaps lace would work better than tulle and crystals." Jane offered.
"Elizabeth, you haven't shared your thoughts." Carol asked.
"Well, the dress reminds me a bit of a fish, with a wide tail but I am more comfortable with the straighter lines and maybe a small train at the bottom rather than a full skirt. I agree that I don't really like all of this beading and stuff. And I don't like the tulle on the bottom." Lizzy added.
"Ok, one more dress for you to try and then I know what to bring you." Carol said with the confidence of one who has been doing this for years.
Lizzy hoped that this Carol woman really knew what she was doing because after two dresses she was beginning to get a full appreciation for how many different options there were in wedding dresses. Who knew there could be so many variations? Slipping into a final dress, Lizzy looked herself over. This dress was completely constructed of lace and silk. It was pretty, champagne in color and very unstructured. It had spaghetti straps and looked more like an evening gown than a wedding dress. She took the walk one more time to her friends.
"Oh Lizzy, the color is perfect. I wish it had a bit more structure to it but I definitely love the lace and color," Jane gushed.
"Charlotte, what do you think?" Lizzy asked.
"I agree with Jane. I like it, its just not enough of a wedding gown. You need to be the bride in every way and this dress doesn't quite get you there. " Charlotte added.
Guiding her out, Carol sat her down. "Now Miss Elizabeth, you've seen three very different gowns. I think I know the right direction but I need to know what you honestly think."
"I agree with my friends. While I can certainly wear white down the aisle, and my mother would have insisted on it, the champaign color is lovely and I think complements my coloring better. I also really love the lace and silk combination and the straighter dress feels more comfortable than a big white skirt - especially given the fact that we're having a less formal ceremony. Do you have anything that might work within those constraints?" Lizzy asked nervously. She was surprised that she had such exacting opinions but trying on these three very different dresses really did solidify in her mind what she did and didn't want.
"Certainly my dear. You need to trust me. I won't lead you astray. I think I have the perfect dress from 2013 no less. I'll be right back."
Lizzy felt awkward sitting in her underwear in the dressing room and decided to check her phone. Sure enough there was a text from William with a phone number and the name Robert Fitzwilliam. She smiled back at the smiley face William had texted her. She decided to call the number.
"Robert Fitzwilliam's office." a young squeaky voice answered.
"Hi. This is Lizzy, I mean, Elizabeth Benetez speaking. May I speak with Mr. Fitzwilliam please?" she asked, wondering how many Fitzwilliams there were and what this one would think of her.
"Good morning Ms. Benetez. He's awaiting your call. Let me put you through."
"This is Robert." The deep voice came through the phone.
"Um, hi. This is Elizabeth Benetez calling. I was given your name and number by William Darcy" She was attempting to sound calm and collected but knew full well she wasn't fooling anyone. Somehow though, sitting and talking to some random relative in her underwear made the whole situation seem a little less serious.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Benetez, even if its only by phone. I spoke with my cousin this morning and he told me about your upcoming marriage. I told him, and will tell you as well, I wish you joy and look forward to meeting you on Sunday." Robert said in introduction.
"I look forward to meeting all of William's family. I've only met a few of you thus far. If we are to be family you must call me Lizzy."
"Very well Lizzy. I presume you are calling about the banking arrangements. A debit card is being sent to William's address for you to use. In the meantime, or for larger purchases, you can direct your calls to Mr. Wilson at First Boston United Trust. I can email his information to you if that's easiest." Robert offered.
"Thank you for your help. I greatly appreciate it. Email would be best I think. Do you have my address?" Lizzy asked.
"Yes, William provided it to me this morning when he sent along the prenuptial agreement. I should have a revised draft over to you this afternoon as well. Now, I understand you're out shopping for your wedding dress. Enjoy and please call me if there are any difficulties with Mr. Wilson." Robert said.
"I will and I forward to seeing you this weekend."
Lizzy turned off the phone as Carol walked back into the fitting room. She carried a cream silk and lace gown. "Now Miss Elizabeth, this is one of my favorite gowns but if you don't like it I won't be offended. It's by a young English designer named Jenny Packham. She's designed many of the Duchess of Cambridge's dresses and is quite popular. It does have some beading and sequins but it's not overwhelming." Lizzy stepped into the gown and was pleased to see the dress met many of their requirements. The body was created of champagne colored silk with an overlay of matching champaign lace. The silk body of the gown had a v in the front but lace overlaid the bodice of the dress and came up to create a boat neck top and shirred sleeves. Beads and crystals accented the large and small flowers woven into the lace. The back plunged to the small of her back with scalloped lace lending softness to v-shaped edge. Similar scalloped edges ran along the bottoms of the softly finished sleeves which ended on the mid part of her upper arms. The lace pattern was more densely woven as it travelled down the length of the dress accentuating Lizzy's slim 5'7" frame. The bottom of the dress gracefully opened to a bottom that opened like a softly flowing trumpet flower. A short train of silk covered in lace graced the floor behind her. The dress was gorgeous and elegant and she had never worn anything as soft against her skin. Even the lace was comfortable against her skin. The dress was luxurious. Carol quickly pinned up Lizzy's hair and added a crystal and pearl headband to the top of her hair. She pulled a few curls from the pins and turned the young bride-to-be towards the mirror. Lizzy couldn't believe her own eyes.
Walking out to the front room Lizzy was anxious about her friends' reactions. Would they like it as much as she did? It didn't take long to get their reaction. Charlotte's mouth dropped open and Jane beamed, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. "Oh Lizzy is that a Jenny Packham? Turn around. Let me see the whole thing."
Lizzy did as she was instructed and coming to face her friends again could tell from the looks on their faces that she had found her dress. Was it really this simple? Four dresses and she found her dress already? Looking at herself in the three way mirror she couldn't believe this could be it. "Do you think William will like it?"
"Lizzy he won't be able to take his eyes off of you. You're stunning in that dress." Turning to Carol, "Can you make the necessary adjustments in time for when we head to Maine on Friday afternoon?" Jane asked Carol.
"Certainly. I'll pin it while you are wearing it and will begin alterations this afternoon. Can you come by on Wednesday for a fitting? Assuming all goes smoothly, I'll have it cleaned and ready for pickup on Friday at noon. Will that work?" Carol asked.
"Yes. That would be wonderful. Thank you so much for your assistance. I was doubtful it would be this easy to find a dress. You are gifted at your work." Lizzy said in thanks.
"You are a perfect model. I wish all of my brides were as easy to fit as you." Carol said and hurried to the back to get her pins.
While Lizzy and Charlotte admired her in the dress, Jane ran off to locate different headpieces. Lizzy felt as though the one she was wearing would be perfectly fine but humored Jane in her activity. Carol quickly returned and began to tuck fabric here and there to fit the dress while Jane tried the different headpieces on her head. "You know, I believe I can have them express me a matching piece of lace for the veil if you'd like. I can attach it to any of the headpieces you are trying." Carol offered.
"That would be perfect. I hadn't thought about the veil. I'd prefer not to have one covering my face but would like to have something for the ceremony."
Charlotte began to browse the store and a few minutes later was calling Jane to join her on the second level. Lizzy was stranded on the first floor being pinned and couldn't move to see what they were looking at. "Carol, what's on the second floor of your store?" Lizzy inquired.
"Oh, my dear that is the lingerie section. I imagine your girlfriends are looking at the sets I have up there. There are some beautiful ones." Lizzy blushed pink and knew all too well that she shouldn't trust them up there alone.
Several minutes later, Charlotte came downstairs and set something behind the counter. "Never fear Lizzy, we found something blue for your wedding. You're all set."
Lizzy rolled her eyes but stayed standing on the pedestal unable to move for fear of being poked by one of the many pins now holding bits of dress together. A few more minutes and she was released but before she could get to the counter, Carol had wrapped the garments on the counter in tissue paper.
"You're fast Carol." Lizzy teased.
"Yes I am. At least faster than a young woman pinned into her wedding gown," She said with a wink. "Miss Jane, can you help your friend out of her dress very carefully while I take care of Miss Charlotte's purchase."
"Of course. Come Lizzy, we'll get you out of that dress and then perhaps we can grab some lunch before we head back to campus." Jane said leading her friend towards the back of the shop.
After changing back into her clothes, Lizzy dialed the number Robert Fitzwilliam had given her. "Hi, can I speak with Mr. Wilson?"
"Speaking."
"Hi there, this is Elizabeth Benetez and Robert Fitzwilliam gave me your number. I'm here at S_ shop and will need you to ensure the proprietor receives payment."
"Of course Ms. Benetez. Can you give me the code word or phrase you received. It should have been contained in a second email."
"I see the phrase sir but I can't say that I actually believe it. Especially as I've never met Robert Fitzwilliam." Lizzy said with a laugh.
"Excuse my forwardness miss but you will find that the Fitzwilliam's tend to have an excess of character. Just read out the phrase so I can process the transaction. You can work on altering the phrase for future use." Mr. Wilson suggested.
"Alright." Lizzy sighed, "The phrase is, Robert Fitzwilliam is better looking than Fitzwilliam Darcy."
"Thank you Ms. Benetez. You can put me on the phone with the proprietor and I will handle payment. Have a good afternoon." he said.
Lizzy handed the phone over to Carol, avoiding the strange looks she was receiving from her friends. "I really don't want to hear the amount. I think I'll go look around while these details are being finalized. Do you girls mind?"
"Go Lizzy. I'll stay here with Carol while this gets wrapped up," Jane encouraged.
A few minutes later and Lizzy, Charlotte and Jane were headed down Newbury Street for a bite to eat. It was only 12:15 and they had plenty of time for lunch prior to class. "Lunch is my treat girls. Thanks so much for coming along. I guess I should have formally asked before but will you both be bridesmaids. I mean, I can't imagine standing up there without you two."
"Just try and stop us from standing there with you." Charlotte said with a hug.
So I loved the advice on my reviews. Lizzy now has something old, something new and some blue and cream lingerie curtesy of her roomies. Still more to happen on Monday but at almost 6,000 words I thought there was enough substance for an update. What d'ya think? What am I missing from the wedding plans? I have a plan for the Fitzwilliams so thanks for your thoughts and perspectives on that. Still thinking about Georgie though...