Notes: There are several excellent ideas, but the story is already finished in Spanish, and making changes is difficult now :) However, I will take several suggestions into account when I edit the story.
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Anne gazed at her reflection in the mirror and sighed deeply. She was aware that she did not possess what society deemed as beauty. She considered herself too thin and too pale, her hair and eyes were a dull brown, and she was convinced that she was not fitting to be a proper wife and endure childbirth. On top of that, she was of sickly constitution and likely would not live long.
At 17, her mother had instilled the belief that she would marry her cousin Darcy. However, as the years went by and no marriage proposal came, she came to the painful realization that her handsome cousin held no romantic interest in her. Although she was not in love with Darcy, it pained her that despite her wealth and family's expectation she was not attractive enough to tempt him.
At twenty-five years old, her life had been sheltered and lonely. There were few gentlewomen of her age in the area, and most of them showed little interest in visiting her. The passing of her mother was a major blow; she was the only person who truly cared for her. She felt ill-equipped to take on the role of mistress of Rosings, lacking the temperament and energy to manage such a house and estate. Her lack of experience and naivety left her vulnerable and she needed someone she could trust.
She heard a gentle yet firm knock on the door, and knew it was her cousin Richard, who had requested a private audience with her. Mrs. Jenkinson opened the door and tactfully left the couple alone.
They both looked at each other; Richard's keen perception did not fail to notice Anne's sad condition – her countenance haggard, her eyes red and swollen eyes from weeping.
After an awkward silence, Richard was the first to speak, "Thank you for granting me a private audience." Anne simply nodded, prompting Richard to continue, "First and foremost, I would like to offer my sincerest condolences for the loss of Lady Catherine."
Anne's eyes welled up with tears, and her voice trembled as she struggled to respond, "Thank you."
Another silence fell upon them until Anne gestured towards two chairs and softly spoke, "Please, have a seat."
As they both sat in silence, Richard's unease became palpable. He shifted uncomfortably, clearing his throat twice as he struggled to find the right words. Despite his inherently pragmatic nature, a flicker of uncertainty crossed his mind. He forcefully pushed aside any indulgence in his growing feeling for Mary Bennet and the tantalizing possibility of a future entwined with hers, acutely aware of the disapproval it would invite from his traditionalist parents.
He sighed; he should follow the agreement he made with his father just a few hours earlier. Resolutely, he told her, "I refuse to feign emotions that I do not genuinely feel, or deceive you in any way." Pausing for a moment to gather his thoughts, he continued, "The purpose of requesting a private audience with you is to talk about you, your aspirations, Rosings, and the possibility of a future together."
Anne acknowledged his words with a slight nod, "I confess, I assumed that was your reason, and I prefer honesty to flattery," and with a tinge of sadness in her voice, added, "I am aware that I am not qualified to assume my mother's duties and responsibilities and to be honest, I lack the motivation and vigor to involve myself in the management of Rosings."
She paused and added, "I recognize that in order to maintain this lifestyle, I will require the support of reliable and trustworthy people."
Richard nodded, and asked, "Do you trust me?"
"Indeed; I am aware that you are an honorable man." Gazing into his eyes, she added, "However, it would be remiss of me not to acknowledge that your motivation for considering our union is heavily influenced by my status as an heiress."
Richard felt a slight blush creeping up his cheeks, but he chose not to refuse her statement. Anne continued, "Additionally, I feel compelled to make it clear that due to my delicate constitution, I hold no desire to bear children."
Richard nodded slightly. Their conversation extended for a few more minutes before they settled on a plan. They decided that, following Lady Catherine's funeral, Richard would travel to London to procure a special license for their marriage at Rosings.