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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 22:05:04 GMT
Tag: authorflies Note: So I totally based this off another AU I have with Kate!! Let me know if its ok or if I need to edit anything! Gotta love some angst! i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY My muse finds out a loved one of your muse has died, and has to tell them.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ Phillip was uncertain as to how long he had been sitting there, absorbing the news. He had just been informed by the messenger and . . . he was processing. His mind of course, was on Eloise. How was he to tell her this? He knew the coward's way was to have the messenger tell her and . . . Phillip refused to be a coward. They stood so strong together in the years of their marriage. He had to be the one to tell her. But how he went about this, he did not know. Eventually, he seemed to snap out of it and cleared his throat, trying to straighten himself up. He needed to be strong for her, and imagining how she would react . . . already broke his heart.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ Making his way to the drawing room where she was casually sitting there with the children, Phillip entered. The sight before him so beautiful; everyone smiling, enjoying an afternoon together. "Children, to your rooms," he told him. He could not prolong it any further. He had to tell her immediately. The children looked at him curiously, one already parting their lips to protest, but Phillip could not waste the strength he needed to argue it. "Now." His voice was not raised, but it was firm. A tone that he did not use as often as he used to, but one that showed his seriousness, and left little to no room to argue.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ The children immediately abided, making their way out as Phillip closed the door behind them. He then looked at the floor in front of him, avoiding eye contacting for a few moments to gather himself. She was sitting down. Good. Phillip slowly made his way over to her, sitting on the sofa next to her, though his body turned to face her. "A messenger came from London with news." His throat felt dry, having to practically force the words out. Swallowing, he cleared his throat in attempt to get the words out properly.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ He reached out his hand, placing it over Eloise's in a manner meant to comfort. "The Viscount was in a shipwreck. He is . . . " Phillip paused, clearing his throat again and knowing he needed to say the one dreaded word. "Dead." Trying to keep his words strong, though knew there was emotion in it. He knew the loss of a brother all too well and it was a pain he wished he could spare Eloise of. The loss of a brother, son, husband, and father.
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 21:31:12 GMT
i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY Phillip still could not believe himself so fortunate. He never thought marriage could be so . . . good. So blissfully wonderful. He had a beautiful wife who was exceptional with his children. One who smiled, and brought joy to the otherwise somber hallways of his estate. Of course his children brought a happiness as well, but it was different. She made everything quite different. Another prime example being that he was sleeping right next to her. The vigorous exertion of their marital acts had caused them to quickly find the ease of sleep . . . and without a second thought of departing her bed, Phillip slept soundly next to her.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ Eight years without being with a woman left a great deal of time to compensate for. But alas, sleep was rather inevitable. And, it was the good kind. The kind of sleep and rest that came from such pleasurable activities . . . yes. Phillip had not known marriage could be so wonderful. So when he felt the bed start to shift and sounds escape Eloise, he slowly opened his eyes to look at her. Whatever grogginess would ordinary be associated from being pulled from sleep prematurely, abruptly fled and Phillip instead quickly sat up, moving closer to her. "Eloise?" He asked, but it seemed that she was having a bad dream.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ Without a second thought, his hand went to her cheek in attempt to comfort her, and pull her from whatever plagued her subconscious. "Eloise," he said a bit more loudly, more firmly. He shifted closer to her, realizing that he was not even entirely certain how to comfort her. There had not been a need to in the few days that they were married . . . well, not in this way anyway. "Eloise!" He said once more, his hand still upon her cheek, his other hand on her shoulder to give it a gentle shake to wake her up. Whatever she was dreaming about was causing her distress and he hated to see her like that. What he hated even more though . . . was the thought of him potentially being responsible for this distress.
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 21:20:07 GMT
i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY Phillip had been perfectly content at Romney Hall. The peace of the countryside, and being so far removed from the hustle and bustle of a city had certainly suited him well. More so in the time after his marriage, with Eloise. But with the knowledge that she had a rather, extensive family . . . they had to attend London for the season. Phillip could not recall the last time he had been in such a setting. The endless balls and extravagant affairs. It was a lot. But with his wife at his side, it was manageable. Besides, Amanda and Oliver were having the time of their lives being around so much family.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ However with all this chaos, came limited time alone with Eloise. He had indeed been spoiled at their home, able to spend time with her with only two children or typical daily errands to distract them. But here . . . it was quite different. A constant stream of being surrounded by people. Phillip wasn't one to complain, for he knew he had to adjust. Adapt. Still. It was different indeed. Tonight had been yet another ball of the season and they had returned late from it. The twins had been put to bed quite some time ago, and Phillip decided to use this time -- despite the late hour -- with his wife. He made his way to their chamber where he knew she would be, catching her maid before she entered. Phillip gave a nod to dismiss her as he opened the door and stepped inside. Romance had not always been his strong suit.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ Not because he did not know how to be romantic, but because in all the years he had been married to his first wife . . . his flare for romance had dulled. Nothing had worked in the early days and eventually, he had just stopped trying. He wanted to relearn it all though, for it was far easier with Eloise. Closing the door behind him, Phillip gave a small smile, his eyes moving over her still clad in her formal gown, taking in the sight of her exquisite self. "I thought I would assist you tonight," he told her, taking another few steps closer to where she stood. His words indicating that her maid was not coming to help. It had been some time since he had divested a woman from such formal attire, and though he strode to her confidently, he hoped he did not showcase himself as a fool with fumbling fingers.
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 17:36:26 GMT
Tag: @marinat i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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Pain Is Weakness
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 17:33:46 GMT
Tag: @marinat i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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[ shift ] for my muse to move hair off your muses face.
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 17:30:20 GMT
Tag: @marinat i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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Kiss + 21 ... for the first time.
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 17:28:40 GMT
Tag: @marinat i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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[ ღ ] my muse makes an attempt to cheer your
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 17:26:58 GMT
Tag: @marinat i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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“Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 2:59:53 GMT
i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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Kiss ... + 11 to comfort them.
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 2:56:14 GMT
i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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"I’ve been thinking — about this the entire day..."
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 2:48:59 GMT
Tag: @phillipaf i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 0:12:52 GMT
i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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Pain Is Weakness
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 0:12:01 GMT
Tag: authorflies Note: Either muse can be doing it! I don't mind which! i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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[ ● ] my muse catches yours snooping through their belongings.
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 0:09:30 GMT
i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”
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Post by Sir Phillip Crane on May 27, 2021 0:06:16 GMT
i would merely BE DOING MY DUTY
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A Moment Of Weakness
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