Page 206 of The Governess of My Heart
After breakfast, Elizabeth prepared to change, and Georgiana took her to her chamber.
This was the first time she set foot in the room, which had a sense of warmth and elegance.
“It is beautiful, Georgiana.”
“You must be aware that it is my mother’s room, and my brother has not changed much of it. However, he will not mind if you choose to.”
“I don’t think I would want to change anything,” she said, and the same maid employed in Ashton Park for Elizabeth had moved to Pemberley to work for Elizabeth.
“Everything has been so perfect; I must thank you for all you have done,” she said to Georgiana.
“I am glad you are happy. It was such a beautiful ceremony, and I was so happy to see you walk down the aisle with Lord Anderson.”
Elizabeth and Darcy spent the rest of the day with family. Richard could sense that his cousin was impatient to spend time alone with his bride.
“I was wondering if you could spare a few moments for me in the study?” Richard asked him in the evening.
“What? Now?” Darcy asked, with irritation as he headed upstairs.
“Yes, Darcy, now. I needed some help regarding our property in town; I think you can help me with this.”
“Richard, whatever it is, we can discuss it tomorrow,” Darcy said impatiently. He watched Richard’s amusement and finally understood that he was making fun of him.
“You wait and see. When your time comes, I will have my share of fun,” he said and left.
The couple was to have supper in their private parlor, and Elizabeth looked at herself in the mirror as she prepared to dine with him.
She had changed into her evening gown and wore the necklace her father had gifted her for the wedding. She stayed in her room for a while, aware that Darcy was waiting for her.
Finally, she walked into the parlor to find him seated, his expression thoughtful.
“I apologize for making you wait,” she said.
“You do not need to; you are well worth waiting for,” he said.
They sat down to eat, and Darcy noticed that she was feeling nervous.
“Are you well?” he asked, and she struggled to meet his eye.
“Yes, I am.”
“You are not eating at all,” he observed.
“No, I am,” she said and tried to finish her plate.
“Do you find your room to your liking?” he asked.
“I do. The décor is lovely, and I cannot imagine how beautiful the view would be from the balcony,” she said, her eyes bright with excitement.
“It has a beautiful view; you can see the lake and miles away. I know you have explored various trails near Ashton Park, but the woods here are beautiful as well. I cannot wait till spring to take you to the best spots,” he said, and Elizabeth nodded.
“We must have discussed this before; where would you like to go on a honeymoon?” he asked.
“Honestly, Fitzwilliam, I do not want to unless you wish. We have gone through so much in the past months, and I am exhausted from our recent trip to town. I want to stay here with you in Pemberley and enjoy the comfort of being at home.”
“I understand what you mean. But we can plan on a short trip; your father has invited us to his estate in Scotland, but I am not comfortable having you around his daughter.”
“Please do not bring that subject up again, not today,” she said.
