{"id":1953,"date":"2017-11-13T17:37:58","date_gmt":"2017-11-13T22:37:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elizabethannwest.com\/author\/?p=1953"},"modified":"2020-01-15T14:45:48","modified_gmt":"2020-01-15T19:45:48","slug":"chapter-1-a-spring-sentiment","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/elizabethannwest.com\/author\/readingroom\/chapter-1-a-spring-sentiment\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 1 A Spring Sentiment"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Today was our first snow! And that just meshes so well with the first chapter of a book I wrote back in August 2014. The hard part of the Seasons books is writing them OUT OF SEASON LOL \ud83d\ude42 Hope you enjoy this little bit of romance between Darcy and Elizabeth!<\/span><\/p>

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Lydia Bennet moaned on the couch with her arm over her forehead for dramatic effect. Her sister, Kitty Bennet, continued to scribble at the desk by the window in their Aunt Phillips’ home, ignoring her younger sister completely. Since losing their father the previous winter, the Bennet family had lost Longbourn and were most uncomfortably scattered across the homes of two relations.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Peeking out from under her forearm, Lydia spied that Kitty hadn’t moved, so she sighed again and abandoned her dramatic repose to sit up. A bag of chocolates with a pretty bow sat on the table in front of her, one of the many gifts her elder sister Elizabeth enjoyed from her wealthy suitor, Mr. Darcy. Gleefully, Lydia untied the bow and helped herself to the bag.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Lizzie will be very cross with you.”<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Oh, tosh. Mr. Darcy will surely buy her all the chocolates she wants. Besides, I was the first to get engaged, and now no one is excited at all about MY wedding.”<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Slapping her pen down with enough force to strike her knuckles upon the wood, Kitty finally turned around. “That’s because your Mr. Wickham abandoned his post and ran up debts. He probably isn’t coming back you know.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Yes, he is!” Lydia popped a chocolate into her mouth in defiance. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“No, he’s not. Accept it; you’re damaged goods.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

The chocolate in Lydia’s mouth tasted odd, and she quickly spat it out. “Ugh, these chocolates are ruined.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Kitty frowned, then sprung up to clean the half-chewed chocolate from the floor with her handkerchief. Carefully tucking the edges around it, she also retied the bow on the chocolates as best she could. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“You know, you really should\u2014” Kitty began to dispense advice to her younger sister when the door opened and the happy couple, plus the eldest Bennet sister Jane, entered from the cold. Brushing light snow from her beloved’s shoulder, Elizabeth was all smiles until she glanced into the parlor. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t

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“Kitty! Those are my chocolates!” Elizabeth marched forward to take them, but Kitty simply handed them to her and returned to the desk. Lydia made a face at Kitty and flounced back onto the couch. Blowing out a breath to warm her hands, Kitty picked up her pen and continued to write, eviscerating her youngest sister in fiction. Kitty had found solace and relief in writing since the unexpected passing of their father in the previous autumn.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Jane gently patted Lydia’s legs to make the young girl sit up again as she had resumed lying on the couch out of cheek. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“No, Miss Bennet, ’tis unnecessary. I am afraid I must go.” Mr. Darcy announced. Elizabeth pouted until Darcy gave her one of his grim smiles. “Mr. Bingley is set to arrive this evening, and I would like to be at Netherfield Park to receive him.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“La, how droll that you are master of Netherfield Park more than Mr. Bingley when he holds the lease.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Lydia!” Jane and Elizabeth admonished at once. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Cries from Mrs. Bennet came from upstairs, and within seconds, the widow Bennet thundered down the steps in full mourning attire. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Oh, Mr. Darcy, how delighted we are with your company! Did I hear correctly? You have brought Mr. Bingley back for my dear Jane?” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Mr. Darcy cleared his throat and looked away. It always took him a moment or two to disguise his visceral reactions to Mrs. Bennet before he could respond. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Mama, Mr. Darcy did not need to bring Mr. Bingley back as he planned to always return to Hertfordshire. He had business to attend in London and merely could not travel with us,” Elizabeth explained and rolled her eyes. Two weeks returned from her uncle’s house in Cheapside, and already her mother tried her nerves. Taking pity on her dear Mr. Darcy, Elizabeth offered to show him out.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Outside, the light snow flurries continued to fall. A soft crunching sound echoed as they walked towards the stables so that Mr. Darcy could fetch his horse, Poseidon. Once the groom was out of sight, Mr. Darcy bent down and quickly kissed the tip of Elizabeth’s nose. Instantly burning with a blush, Elizabeth turned away. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Mr. Darcy!” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“William,” he answered, in a soft voice. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Elizabeth took a breath and turned back around. “William,” she repeated. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“I would, that is, I would like it if we could use our Christian names when we are in private, Elizabeth.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

The way he said her name made her tingle all the way down to her toes, though it wasn’t the first time she had heard it. Before she could respond, the groom walked the horse towards them. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Why did you. . .” she started and then stopped, realizing she could not voice her question within the range of the groom’s hearing. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Mr. Darcy took the reins from the young man and mounted. He looked down at Elizabeth and gave her one his rare smiles. “You had a snowflake on your nose.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

As the horse galloped away, Elizabeth wrapped her shawl tighter around her shoulders and watched until William disappeared into the gray horizon. She silently prayed that no harm would come to Mr. Darcy while riding home in the snow, and as she heard more shrill voices from inside break the chilly peace around her, she added a quick request for deliverance from her family if the Lord would be so benevolent.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

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A kiss at the Netherfield Ball . . .<\/b><\/span><\/p>

Three Dates with Mr. Darcy<\/em> is a bundle of: An exclusive story, <\/span>Much to Conceal<\/em>, a novella that imagines what if Elizabeth confessed to Jane in London that Mr. Darcy proposed in Kent? <\/span>
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A Winter Wrong,<\/em> the first novella in the Seasons of Serendipity series that imagines what if Mr. Bennet died at the very beginning of Pride and Prejudice?<\/p>\n

By Consequence of Marriage,<\/em> the first novel in the Moralities of Marriage series that wonders what if Mr. Darcy never saved his sister Georgiana from Wickham\u2019s clutches?<\/p>\n

Elizabeth Ann West\u2019s Pride and Prejudice variations have enthralled more than 100,000 readers in over 90 countries! A proud member of the Jane Austen Fan Fiction community since the mid-2000s, she hopes you will join her in being happily Darcy addicted!<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley called the following day, and the two gentlemen agreed to a walk into Meryton with the two eldest Bennet sisters. Talk still had not died down about Mr. Wickham’s desertion from the militia, nor his abandoning Lydia, but Mr. Darcy had at least resolved the outstanding debts. As the couples walked, they ran into another new couple of Meryton, Mr. and Mrs. Collins. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

For a moment, the three couples said nothing until Charlotte Collins broke the ice. “What a lovely gown, Lizzie! Green is a most becoming color on you. I’ve meant to call since I heard you were in town.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Elizabeth smiled. “I would like that very much! So much has changed . . .” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Indeed,” Charlotte responded. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Mr. Collins dared to look up and catch Mr. Darcy’s steely eye; the taller, more distinguished man had not forgotten the parson’s imposition on his Elizabeth. When Mr. Darcy refused to break his intimidating gaze, Mr. Collins became the first to look away and skitter to standing slightly behind his wife in an awkward display of cowardice.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Have you settled well in your home?” Elizabeth’s voice lost volume as she struggled to say the words while thinking in her mind that Charlotte’s new home was her own, Longbourn.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Mr. Collins,” Charlotte appeared flummoxed as she had to look practically behind herself to nod in the man’s direction, “has most generously brought me to look at new papers.” Charlotte’s smile faltered as she spied Jane and Elizabeth’s reactions. “But only for the closets, I should not dream to change the decor of the main rooms.”<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

When another icy silence descended, the ladies curtsied, but the men did not bow. Before further silent insult could harm, Charlotte and Mr. Collins moved on, and everyone breathed more easily. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Just as they reached the end of town, which was a much shorter walk from Elizabeth\u2019s Aunt Philips’ home than her childhood home that was now owned by Mr. Collins, Mr. Darcy spoke in a low tone so that only Elizabeth could hear him. “I would prefer to be present when Mrs. Collins comes to call.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Charlotte? Oh, she’s been a dear friend for ages. I hardly think Mr. Collins will call as well,” Elizabeth gave a small laugh as her emotions still reeled from the confrontation of her mother’s replacement. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Be that as it may, I shall attend you the next few days during the appropriate hours so that I may be a party.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Elizabeth set her mouth and pursed her lips. Carefully weighing many responses, she devised a plan and very politely smiled at her Fitzwilliam. “As you wish, Mr. Darcy. Now, I believe we have arrived?” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

The two couples entered the office of her Uncle Phillips to discuss a very serious matter: the future living accommodations for Mrs. Bennet and the remaining Bennet daughters. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Gentlemen, gentlemen, come in!” Andrew Phillips greeted the two suitors most enthusiastically. Being the only solicitor in town, he was a jack of all trades; from real estate holdings to wills, Mr. Phillips handled it all. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Elizabeth and Jane mostly listened as the three properties were discussed in great detail. The Smith House had to be ruled out as a recent fire would require costly reparations, so there were only two acceptable domiciles left in the area to lease. It was to be either the old Winslow Manor, located on the far side of the woods next to Longbourn or Fenley Cottage, a smaller home with charming windows, closer to town. The clear favorite was the cottage with a cost savings of nearly two hundred pounds per annum. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“I’m not certain Mama will enjoy thinking of her home with the savings in mind,” Jane sweetly advised. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Mr. Bingley leaned back in his chair while her uncle leaned forward to pat her hand. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“Fanny hates any mention of economy, but it is what must be done. She cannot continue to live in the lifestyle she was accustomed to before your esteemed father passed.” Uncle Phillips’ compliment to their father helped ease the difficult subject of adjusting to his loss.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Jane frowned and looked at Elizabeth, who pretended to inspect an errant thread on her dress skirt. Neither sister sat ignorant of her mother’s ways, and the following day’s viewing of both properties would be quite the trial. They decided that the Bingley and Darcy carriages would be used to take the whole family for the outing. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Once they returned to the Phillips’ home, the gentlemen had to plead their absence at the request they remain for dinner. Elizabeth felt relieved as the table most evenings was already quite cramped with five Bennets squeezing in with two Phillipses. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“I will instruct Caroline to plan a dinner very soon. She is much fatigued from yesterday’s travel, but yes, I suspect before the week is out we shall all dine together at Netherfield!” Mr. Bingley offered, to the great delight of Mrs. Bennet.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

While everyone remained distracted by the joyous raptures of her mother and the attention of Mr. Bingley, Elizabeth spoke to Mr. Darcy in a very low voice, much as he had employed earlier in Meryton. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“What is she doing here?” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Mr. Darcy did not look at Elizabeth, so none might know they were speaking, and instead pretended to mind the other conversation going on between Mr. Bingley and the Bennets. “I held no say in the matter; apparently Bingley failed to dissuade her insistence on returning.” <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Elizabeth felt livid as a green, slithery monster by the name of jealousy writhed within her heart. She suddenly remembered that Mr. Darcy pledged to spend every afternoon with her, though that didn’t mean she was going to abandon her plans to teach him a lesson when Charlotte came calling. His company would keep him away from Miss Bingley and simultaneously grant her more time with Fitzwilliam. Elizabeth smiled.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

“I shall send a note to Charlotte to visit next Monday. Would that be convenient for you?” she asked.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Mr. Darcy merely nodded. He and Charles were finally able to extricate themselves from the house with Mrs. Bennet seeing them to the door. There was no call for Elizabeth to see Mr. Darcy out, though memories of yesterday’s farewell brought an involuntary blush to her cheeks. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Her face rosy with love, Elizabeth locked eyes with Mr. Darcy as he donned his hat and quickly ducked out of the house. She hurried to the window to watch as he rode away. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Once her vigilance was satisfied, Elizabeth picked up her sewing basket and resumed stitching the initials E.D. and F.D. intertwined on a set of handkerchiefs she planned to give to Mr. Darcy in honor of their marriage. She didn’t realize she was humming until Lydia made such a racket to demand that she stop. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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A Spring Sentiment, Book 2 of the Seasons of Serendipity<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

a Pride and Prejudice novella variation series<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

Release Date: September 24, 2014<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>

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After losing her father in autumn and falling in love with Mr. Darcy, Elizabeth Bennet quickly feels the frustrations of settling her newly widowed mother and making her debut in London society. Tackling adventures in three counties, the Bennet sisters find new paths opening up before them. A mistake by one sister places the whole family at risk and it takes the full Bennet family strength and friends they can rely on to help Darcy and Elizabeth march down that wedding aisle!

A Spring Sentiment<\/em> is the second book in a series planned to chronicle 4 years of the Darcy-Bennet-Fitzwilliam families. Death, marriage, changing fortunes, and politics test Jane Austen’s wonderful characters in an alternate universe where the girls have not the protection of their father.<\/p>

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