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You may be a full-fledged Keeper now, Mary, but you are not Elizabeth’s equal in ways you cannot begin to understand.”
After all, worrying that the man one wanted to marry might be eaten by a dragon in a judicial action would be rather anxiety-provoking. Elizabeth giggled.
I hardly count anything Mr. Collins says as significant. Even before he was aware of dragons, he rarely said anything sensible. Why would I expect that to be any different now?”
When you make your way back to us, I fear your ears may be at risk, so you may want to consider investing in a hat with solid earflaps before you arrive.
He would not be the one to deny the baby something she so dearly desired—and honestly, he probably would not deny Elizabeth, either—even if it meant he had to procure a special license, the services of a Blue Order bishop, and they would be married in Pemberley’s dragon lair.
Bless it all, if his betrothed wanted dragons at her wedding breakfast, then by Jove there would be dragons.
Pray let me know your thoughts and when you might make your way to Netherfield. And me. Yours, EB
i love reading their letters.
She was no more than a foolish little girl in his eyes and would never be more than that.
Does it say what you need to know that the days here have been increasingly lonely, and when I have considered what company I would most desire, I have come to the conclusion it is yours?”
This was where she belonged, where she had always belonged, where she must remain.
“Rustle, too?” Elizabeth murmured through her fingers, tears pooling in her eyes. “They are without a doubt the finest of creatures. Cockatrice often prey upon these flights.”
“Name a major dragon who is not obstinate. It is in their very nature. One does not become the apex predator by giving way easily, no? To criticize a dragon for being stubborn is like criticizing a horse for having four legs. But inflexibility does not equate to stupidity.”
After April’s near constant presence for over a decade, being without a Dragon Friend nearby felt so wrong, like going out without a proper petticoat—something important was missing. Rumblkins was no fairy dragon, but he was sweet and dear and fluffy.
“Pemberley will live five hundred years! Five hundred. What kind of influence will she have in that time? With her rank, it will be tremendous. At least five, maybe as many as ten generations at Pemberley will be her Keepers. What more worthwhile effort is there than shaping the kind of dragon they will Keep?”
“You must! You must.” She burrowed between his elbow and chest. “I will lay my eggs soon. She must be here with me. She must vet my chicks’ Friends and see to it that nothing goes wrong. I ... cannot do this without her!” Could fairy dragons cry? It certainly seemed so.
Bennet gaped. Good, he needed to see the influence his “difficult” daughter had in bringing species who were often predator and prey into such deep friendship.
The gratitude in April’s eyes said everything. She plunged her face into the cup and drank noisily.
“If he has harmed her, I will help you slay the beast, both Fitzwilliam and I will—damn the consequences.
hands in his and drew her a step closer. “And I am deeply and earnestly in love with a woman who finds dragons literally throwing themselves at her feet, yet her father is the laziest Dragon Keeper and most decided curmudgeon in all of England.
“What will it take to make you believe the very qualities that make your father most annoyed are those I most admire in you? I do not want a woman who cannot think for herself, who relies upon me for every scrap of information, and to form her every opinion. Yes, I would like you to do me the honor of talking with me and sharing your thoughts with me, but I relish your ability to leap from one specialty to another, drawing connections and conclusions others would never see.”
“But I am so very, very difficult.” “Is not anything worth having apt to be difficult?”
You and your dragon, sir, have ruined me for lesser things, and I fear I cannot go back.”
“I am entirely in favor of the idea, though, I confess my reasons are not nearly so noble.” Her eyes twinkled just a bit. “Who said all of mine were?”
A home could not have too many dragons, and a home built by a man who said that was precisely the place she belonged.
“They are waiting for you in the parlor. Go to him. He always makes you feel better.”
“What does a kingdom do with a woman such as yourself?” Lord Matlock asked. “You present us quite a conundrum, Miss Bennet.”
As such, you will be responsible, with the Chief Scribe, for reforming the education of all Dragon Mates, both Keepers and Friends, and for consulting with the same in all matters of draconic difficulties.”
You flout convention at every turn, and yet, as our dragons have already recognized, you seem to have an unfailing ability to think like a dragon and understand the real needs of a situation, proving yourself time and again. By the power conferred to me by Uther Pendragon through the Blue Order, I make you Dame Commander of the Pendragon Order.” He tapped her shoulders with the sword.
Pemberley waddled from her place beside Rosings directly to Cownt Matlock, and the room stilled. “This mean she my Keeper now?”
aw baby. i wish we got to see more of pemberly’s adorable face
Lady Matlock did not approve of her disapproval.
queen
It was far more pleasant to watch Mr. Darcy talking with the bishop. Darcy’s smile was handsome and contagious, much better to dwell upon right now.
The poor man went absolutely white.
LOL HE FORGOT THE RING
“Which is why Cosette managed to find the one person in the room who would not be.” Elizabeth tittered.
