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Post by William Slade on Nov 28, 2021 3:20:59 GMT
 this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden The point of Hyde Park was for them to have their privacy, away from the prying eyes of society. To get around, they could use of the torches that hung on top of the carriage. Watching her from across the marriage, he could not help but grin, "Then I would marry you in a heartbeat, Elizabeth Davenport." William half-teased, laughing softly. They were safe, unless they ran into another couple who were attempting to escape the ball, too.
He listened to hear speak of Martin Egerton and could not help but hold back a grimace. "He would have earned himself a sharp blow if he'd stepped an inch closer to you," William declared as he peered outside the window of the moving carriage. "For the sake of your dignity, of course," And not because he was smitten by her. "Fool of a man," Will cursed, releasing some pent up anger from the situation that had occurred before. Upon her asking him about the women he'd encountered that evening, however, he found himself relaxing slightly, "Let's see," He glanced up at the roof, feigning deep thought. "There was Charlotte, Georgiana, Caroline, Beatrice..." William returned his gaze to her. "There was also an Elsbeth? I think Elsbeth was her name, or was it Elizabeth? A Duke such as myself can hardly remember."
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Post by William Slade on Nov 28, 2021 2:10:16 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden William had taken a trip to Dr. George Bishop's home, fearing that an ailment had taken over him that afternoon when he failed to focus on his dukedom duties back at the Slade estate in Mayfair. He'd confessed that he'd felt tiresome -- as if he could hardly move, really.
Dr. Bishop offered him a swift check up in his home across Regent's Park. Lying across the chaise in the drawing room, he allowed the physician to do his job, and after it was finished, he'd been given some sort of fluid to help heal his headache. Suddenly, the duke passed out, and in his dreams, he'd seen his niece being stolen away by a pair of hands into some dark abyss.
William murmured in his deep sleep, calling out for her safety, "No, Evelina, no!"
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Post by William Slade on Nov 28, 2021 1:57:39 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden "Bishop?" He inquired suddenly, recognising the name of their family's physician. "Dr. George Bishop frequents my family home often if anyone is of need of his assistance." Though he would keep his respectable distance, he would accompany her home across town.
Noticing the rubbing of her belly, he did not even bother to wait for her to gather her belongings. Instead, he stepped over to where she stood and removed them from her arms, "Please, you are with child," Then, the gentleman opened the shop's door for her to take her leave. "Tell me, Mrs. Bishop, what is your name?"
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Post by William Slade on Nov 28, 2021 1:33:39 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden Allowing her to entwine her arm with his, William peered down at her momentarily without even realising that he'd held his gaze for slightly too long, admiring both her beauty and grace. As the doors to the ballroom were flung open by the estate's servants, his attention retreated back to the plan that they had cooked up in very little time. Whether it would work or not was entirely up to their behaviour.
"Lord Davenport," He respectfully returned with a small smile, bowing in the man's direction while his arm was still connected to his daughter's. Peering down at Elizabeth, he listened to the excuse that she had offered, praying that it would work. The anticipation was killing the Duke internally, but finally, her father offered them his approval. Holding back a sigh of relief, he bowed once more toward the older gentleman, "She will be in safe hands." But in an entirely different location.
Without further ado, he led Elizabeth away from the ballroom, down the staircase of the Egerton home, and out toward where all the carriages waited. Lifting his gloved arm, he called upon his own carriage, and moments later, it had arrived along with his trusted footmen. Gently tapping the hood of the carriage, he directed, "Hyde Park," Offering them a glance that expressed 'do not speak a word of it'. Helping her into the coach first, he joined her, finally releasing his breath. "Finally."
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Post by William Slade on Nov 28, 2021 1:16:17 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden "Naturally, Missus...?" His voice trailed off, wondering what her name was before inviting her into his home. "My sisters and mother would be present, of course." Though he wasn't entirely sure how they would feel if he'd brought home a seamstress of much lower status as well as a friend of hers. Then again, however, it was technically his home now, and it was his say.
"Would you like one of my sister's lady's maids to accompany you to Marlyebone?" William inquired, letting go of her hand and stepping aside to offer space to herself.
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Post by William Slade on Nov 28, 2021 0:42:25 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden The seamstress was in clear distress as she spoke and sobbed of the women who spoke of how they had relations with her apparent husband. Unsure of what to do in this situation, he questioned why he'd even made the decision to enter the distressed woman's space.
Right, he was trying to be an honourable gentleman.
Extending a gloved hand to her, although highly inappropriate for a man of his status, he suggested, "Some women enjoy chatter, and perhaps it stems from the jealousy that you were the one who captured his heart," William managed a weak smile. "Allow me to offer you tea and refuge. The house is not too far from here."
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Post by William Slade on Nov 27, 2021 19:06:27 GMT
Accepting!
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Post by William Slade on Nov 27, 2021 4:36:35 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden If it were another lady, William would not have seriously considered it. As a matter of fact, and despite how terrible it sounded, if she were someone else in the lone presence of Lord Egerton, he would have minded his own business.
Elizabeth Davenport, on the other hand, had bewitched him (and he did not care to admit that just yet).
Raising an eyebrow at her question, he returned, "If I were not in earnest, I would not have constituted a plan, Elizabeth," Now that they were not in the presence of the Ton, he decided to discard any formalities between the two. What had she done to him? This was entirely unlike him -- not that he particularly minded it. "Now do hurry up and lead the way back inside." William needed to be present if he were to suggest they ride back together. It better have worked.
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Post by William Slade on Nov 27, 2021 4:22:21 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden Deciding to ignore the comment that his younger brother made about him being adamant regarding the peace in the family dynamic, he could not help but chuckle slightly when his niece had nearly pushed him over with the power of her embrace. Though her yelling damaged his ear drums, he continued to hold her, listening to the words she spoke.
"You have convinced me," He supposed he could return to his duties the next day and spend time with Evelina. It could also strengthen his bond with Reuben. "I will stay, I will stay!" William laughed heartily, kneeling down on one knee and propping the five-year-old on it. Reaching into his pocket, he revealed a little box that he'd brought with him. "I'm afraid I've left the drawing in my drawer, but alas, I have brought you something else." The duke gestured for his niece to open it, peering up at Reuben with the... bleating goat.
It was a horrific sound, in his opinion, yet he decided to ignore it for the time being and focus on Evelina.
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Post by William Slade on Nov 27, 2021 4:07:13 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden Individuals would have definitely noticed if the duo were not present. He was a Duke and she, the daughter of a marquess. Lord Egerton had returned to the map, having just been dismissed by him. Thus, it was both their reputations that would be massacred if they were both to disappear without an alibi. Thus, while he stood there and listened to her jest, Will could not help but actually focus on a plan that would get them both out of there.
Quickly checking his pocket watch that had been attached to the inside of his tailcoat, he noted the time. He must have been there for at least an hour or so. That was an adequate amount of time for him to have been present. "You could excuse yourself due to being wearied, and I could mirror that action by mentioning that I have important dukedom duties that I must attend to," William suggested. "And since we are both leaving at the same time, I could perhaps suggest that I drop you home in my carriage, but because I trust my footmen and their faithfulness to me, they could take us elsewhere." Maybe that could work for the both of them.
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Post by William Slade on Nov 27, 2021 3:49:21 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden Having stepped out for a breath of fresh air that morning, William made his way down the street, top hat in place and tail coat straightened out. Prim and proper to avoid the awful words of Lady Whistledown. The very last thing he wished for was to be the topic of gossip, as he'd seen with many men in his position.
William suddenly stopped in his tracks when he heard a cry coming from a nearby shop that appeared to be owned by a modiste. Curiousity certainly moved the Duke, for he found himself remaining his in position and peering inside the place, only to find a lady in distress. She appeared to be emotionally compromised and breaking down. Not knowing what to do, Will acted upon the spur of the moment, flinging the door open and nervously asking, "Miss, are you all right?" Hoping that there were no nude women present in the back of the shop.
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Post by William Slade on Nov 27, 2021 3:26:06 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden It was the night of their wedding and of course, William was incredibly nervous to say the least. It was hardly his first time bedding a woman, and he would never admit that vice to his new bride. Never. Even if he were to seek out a harlot, and even become her keeper, he respected Marianne well enough not to mention a word to her.
That evening, she was the sole individual on his mind. William sat on the edge of the bed, watching her silently in their bed chamber. They'd travelled to Wellington immediately after the wedding reception arrived at an end. The journey inside the carriage took nearly a day and half, and he feared that she grew relatively tired. They'd stopped several times, of course, ensuring that the Duchess was all right. He was used to it, having to travel back and forth from London during the height of the season. Even prior to it, he frequented Grosvenor Square to meet with his family.
The duke suddenly rose from the bed, approaching her from behind. Softly, he began placing kisses on the side of her neck, placing his hands on her small waist. "If you are nervous, dearest, we may wait." Will whispered.
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Post by William Slade on Nov 27, 2021 2:51:07 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden "Do you not desire a moment to recollect yourself?" He inquired, his gaze shifting to the party inside Edgerton's estate. William held no desire to return there, having just danced with a series of ladies whose eager mamas had pushed them in his direction from the first moment he'd walked in. Instead, he would have really preferred remaining on the balcony in the company of Elizabeth Davenport.
"Or we could disappear and nobody would ever know." He grinned, already concocting a plan in his mind. William was somewhat serious. All she had to do was excuse herself from her party, requesting to return home, and he could easily do the same. As for the carriage ride and questions, he would figure out all that later. He'd already written on far too many dance cards that evening, and he knew very wellthat more women were ready to dance with, as pompous as that sounded.
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Post by William Slade on Nov 27, 2021 2:11:52 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden 'The pleasure?'
William instantly glanced up from the twirling liquor in his hand, meeting eyes with his best friend. "Are you not fond of her?" He instantly found himself asking, genuinely curious as to how Anthony felt about her. The night he'd met the lady, she'd left him desiring more, even though he seemed to have appeared disinterested at first. Oh, how foolish he was for denying her a second dance. How could he have not seen that she was interested in him?
Instead, he'd focus on the Duke's daughter, Marianne Talbot, who was just as handsome and captured his attentions, yet in a very diverse manner. She matched his touchstones for a proper wife, while Elizabeth left him utterly confused without an explanation behind her reaction.
"Nothing, she just..." Oh, come out with it, man. He was hardly ashamed before Anthony. They'd known each other since they were children, forming a bond that was entirely unbreakable. "She challenged me at the Earl Guilford's ball," The utter embarrassment of it all, really. "Termed me a man who cared little for women's sentiments, discarding them without a second thought if they did not meet my standards," William ranted, gripping his glass tightly. "Who on earth does she think she is to tell me so? Is she not mistaken?"
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Post by William Slade on Nov 27, 2021 1:07:18 GMT
this sceptred isle this earth of majesty, this seat of mars, this other eden "Do you not have guests to attend to, Lord Egerton?" Inquired William as he stepped onto the balcony, eyeing the man. He'd been eavesdropping on the conversation ever since he'd taken note of Elizabeth's early escape, while the fool of a man followed her. William was ready to leap to action before he decided to ensure that all is well. He knew what sort of man the weasel was.
"And not to mention that it is highly inappropriate to accompany the marquess' daughter unchaperoned," He added, taking a step forward. "Wellington," Lord Egerton greeted him. "Your Grace." William was quick to correct him. Who had given him the impression that they were anything above acquaintances? He'd witnessed him at the gentleman's club that he frequented, noting of his flaws and horrid personality. Even Anthony and Hastings agreed with him on the subject.
"I believe a great number of your guests are calling to you." As well as his unpaid debts. If that wasn't a dismissal, he wasn't sure what was.
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