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So as I've mentioned, this blog has been on Hiatus
and I haven't even finished series 4 yet, but I may pop back in sometime, since I've found that the email is still saved on this desktop, so keep that in mind.
I would do replies if I had any to do. I've glanced through and I've completed all that I've had, so.
Sybil then nibbled slightly upon her lower lip in an rush of nerves and worry, thinking about poor Tom whom had probably gained an earful from Papa in response to their rather frightening adventures. Although she were quite the rebellious young woman, it didn’t mean that she were heartless, and she cared a great deal to her family - especially to her father and mother, whom of which still hadn’t become used to the idea of their young daughter doing so many things against the ordinary flow.
"I best go up and change, if Papa sees me in such an dreadful state he will give Tom an bigger burden to deal with. You must tell them I’m here, Mary, just tell them I needed some rest from the rather tiresome journey. Please.."
"I'll be sure to tell them. Try not to get in anymore trouble." She told her, giving her youngest sister a small smile before walking towards the drawing room where Papa was pacing nervously and Mother was sitting on the chair, tapping her fingers nervously against her thigh.
"Sybil has just arrived safely. She's gone upstairs to get some rest after her journey." Mary assured them, nodding and smiling softly.
Family Visit || Ellie + Mary
Ellie opened her mouth to silently protest against the Ladies Maid, but when she were taken into the room with the rest of the family, she said nothing but “Thank you” to each person. Nerves hit her quickly than she could ever imagine, and she felt incredibly awkward around them all.
She then sat down on the chair, almost falling off it as she misplaced herself, before she tried to maintain a decent posture - keeping her back straightened. Her cheeks reddened, only making the brightness of her hair even more prominent than usual.
Mary watched Ellie closely, giving her a small comforting smile. No one judged Ellie for the mishap, having not been raised as the rest of them were. She sounded just like her father, with the face of her mother.
"It really is a blessing to have you here, Ellie. After Sybil and Tom leaving to go back to Ireland, it's been a bit.. lonely so to speak without a little bit of both around here." Mary said kindly.
Family Visit || Ellie + Mary
Ellie didn’t really know what else to do, but to call on her father’s relatives for help. She were stuck with no money, no job, so had sent an letter after a lifetime of never having met the people in whom were her family in hope that they would help her.
And indeed they did; having invited the rebellious woman into their luxurious home. And for that, she would be eternally grateful. However, she was unsure if they knew of Tom’s ways of abusing and mistreating her, and whether they would end up the same.
Nevertheless, the home was a beautiful one, and the staff seemed all too friendly. And when Mary - her aunt - found her in the foyer, Ellie couldn’t help but smile. Even though she’d never met them before, or even have been there, they still referred to it as her home. She just hoped she wouldn’t upset or annoy them.
"Uh.. Oh.. Um.. Good morning.. Uh.. Lady Mary, isn’t it?" She stammered nervously, suddenly feeling as if she were some peasant in such a world of royalty.
"Oh, please. You're family, call me Mary. You definitely have your father's accent." The woman laughed, smiling to her and gently motioning for the girl to follow to meet the rest of the family.
"I'm sure Anna will be able to help you get settled in and we'll get you a lady's maid once you're comfortable." She told her niece, smiling as they walked into the dining room where Carson was serving luncheon. Carson noticed them come in and brought another chair for Ellie. The room was filled with "Hellos" and "Welcome back to Downton, Elishas"
Family Visit || Ellie + Mary
Mary sat in the drawing room with a book in hand, awaiting the arrival of her niece. After growing up, she wished to take an adventure around the world on her own; meet new people, try new things. It's something Mary would adore to do given the time of day. Between helping run the estate and her dearest rambunctious son, George, she was almost always doing something. This didn't bother her. In fact, she enjoyed it. George was now 16 and soon would take her place, being the true co-owner of Downton Abbey, once he turned 18.
The front door rang and Mary heard Carson introduce Ellie. Standing, she walked out to the foyer with a wide smile.
"Welcome home, darling." Mary greeted as she walked towards her.
From Series 1 to 4
No one wants to kiss a girl in black.
Mary mourning.
“You cry my lady… you have a good cry”
{with life, comes death: sybil+mary}
— She was frozen and she could not move, for if she moved one inch then she was sure that she would faint with her nephew in her arms. She held onto him as if he were her life line and looked between both him and his mother – her eldest sister – and she believed then that she feared the worst and some accident had occurred. The police coming to her door had been what scared her most living in Ireland, because she was never sure if Tom would be arrested or not because of what he wrote in his column. It seemed that men were shot in the streets for no reason over there, and Downton had been a safe haven for them to return to. But now as she saw her father stand with the officers, their hats under their arms in a gesture of sorrow, she knew that Downton must not be so much of a safe haven after all. “For goodness sake, what is it, papa?”
Sybil could not conceal her irritation as they all stood there, staring at them all with such sadness that she could feel her skin prickle with discomfort. It was the first time that she had ever seen her father so speechless – but when an officer moved forward, he placed his hand on their shoulder and shook his head. “No, good man, this is my family,” he said in a soft tone as he moved forward and sat down in the chair next to Mary’s bed. Robert reached out and took her hand, his eyes flitting to the babe in Sybil’s arms with such tearful eyes. “It’s Matthew, my darling, there has been an accident on the road.”
Mary's face seemed to drop at the mention of an accident involving Matthew. She worried for her husband and father of her child. She knew that his excitement was practically glowing when he had departed. Did he drive too fast? Did someone else not pay attention on the road?
As Papa held his daughter's hand, Mary knew that Matthew had been hurt. The sadness in his eyes was too painful to ignore, too dark and distraught to see through them and that was the worst part. Just how badly had he been hurt?
"But he is okay, I assure? He will heal, correct?" She asked him hopefully, squeezing his hand to comfort both him and herself. She knew the answer was obvious, but she needed to ask it anyway for the answer was one that she feared.
Matthew must be dead. Papa wouldn't look at me like this if he wasn't. She thought to herself. After a moment of looking depressed, her face just went blank. It was as if Matthew was her every emotion and now that he was gone, so were they. She couldn't glance over at her newborn son. All she could do was stare at the blank space in front of her, seemingly paralyzed by the realization that came to her thoughts.
Sybil allowed a small sigh to slip her lips, although it wasn't too ladylike. Her gaze then dropped to the ground, moving her hand to rub her stomach softly.
"I know Tom scared you all about me, but we were absolutely fine. It was frightening at points, but rather an adventure of a sort. When else can one be involved in an action scene? It was like something from those dreadful novels that I remember Thomas reading - a murder mystery or whatnot." She replied with an uneasy smile this time around, but the attempt to change the mood was a simple gesture - for she felt guilt for others worrying for her. "But I'm safe now, and so is Tom. I best see Mama and Papa, they'll be out of their minds, God bless them."
"I think Papa is the one who needs it the most. Though Mama has much faith in Tom, he does not. Not yet, and though the reasoning is obvious, Tom isn't exactly giving him a good reason to trust him yet. He's always protective, you know that.
"You and your adventure. That imagination of yours will get you hurt, Sybil. Your political side already has once and Papa will go mad if you go and do something like that again." Mary told her, rolling her eyes.
Hiatus Update
so, I'm a little late to announce this BUT i am taking a hiatus from this account. I'll have a Downton Abbey marathon soon enough and I'll be good as new, but until then, I've lost my muse for Mary.
I have all my drafts and replies saved and ready to go for my return.
love you guys♥
