#v1dua

[lavieenton]

|| closed starter || @v1dua || Leonora

|| LOCATION || The Dempsey Cottage; gardens



Before she set off for the day, Ceara cleared a good portion of her morning to spend with Leonora. She could understand why she wanted to be around her, aside from their shared love for flowers. It hadn’t even been a consideration that she could possibly want an actual friend, aside from Bertie. Mary was her friend, but she also worked for her and she was only two and twenty. Still a child, in her eyes. Bertie was also considerably young, but…he was a special case, she supposed.

She was in the midst of watering some when she saw a figure approaching the rickety wooden fence. The cottage wasn’t horrid or unlivable, just quaint. Vines crept up the stony walls and thatched roof, curling into the well-kept garden. Beneath the kitchen window was a small, borrowed white table with two chairs. It wasn’t much, but it was hers.

“Oh, hello,” she greeted with a smile. “Come through this way. The rain’s made the outer area of the house a bit muddy.” Ceara set her water can on the table and pushed open the fence gate, revealing a brick path leading up to the front door.

“Could I offer you something to drink? Was it…difficult finding it?”

[lorddominic]

who: dominic & @v1dua where: hyde park, london

Dominic was surprised at how fast his engagement was announced. The banns were read, with a date to be determined. Dominic was set to marry Leonora, Lord Marlborough’s niece. She was what Dominic needed. Someone from a notable family, but not in line for any inheritance. She’d survived the French nobility, so Dominic knew she’d survive his mother and her demands. The Duke organised the match and approached Dominic with the idea, and before too long, it was settled. His morning had been spent dealing with the estates and his brother’s messes, but Dominic arranged for some time with his new betrothed. Nothing grand, just a walk in Hyde Park, something that resembled home. Though nothing could compare to the gardens at Hillsborough Castle, this was an adequate replacement for now. 

There was a lot out in Hyde Park this afternoon. The weather remained pleasant, and so all of Mayfair came out. Dominic saw Leonora standing by the water's edge; he knew most people would probably be talking. The marquis finally found a wife, but she was a widowed baroness. Dominic could feel everyone watching while he approached Leonora. “Ms Mercier," he said, his voice smooth as he tilted his head. “I hope you’ll join me on a walk this afternoon?” He offered her arm, and then they began their stroll along the riverbank. The breeze was welcomed, a distraction from the stares. “I hope you’re well and that you’ve not been too overwhelmed by offers of congratulations.” Part of Dominic worried that most would’ve cautioned her against the match. He was known to be unrelenting in his expectations, but he wasn’t the monster his brothers thought he was.