"Good morning Mrs Darcy!"

Elizabeth Darcy started lightly at the sound of her new name, but turned to greet her husband with a smile, where he stood in the doorway behind her.

"And good morning to you sir" She said, allowing him to take her arm and lead her into the breakfast room, it's bright and welcoming sunshine warmed Elizabeths complexion and for a moment she closed her eyes and her imagination took her to a warm and beautiful garden, filled with the glorious scent of summer blooms.

Mr Darcy emitted a light amused chuckle that bought his wife back to her sences, she cast a mirful glance at him.

"Might I ask why you laugh at me?" Elizabeth couldnt help speak fondly even though she had meant to tease him, noting him reluctant to answer and for a few moments he mearly raised an eyebrow, clearly in thought.

"Why, I have been admiring my beautiful bride," he answered finally and began to eat.

She did not know why,but Elizabeth still felt a light blush rise in her face, she was not acustomed to compliments , though Darcy payed them readily and sincerely.

She occupied herself instead, with the task at hand, breakfast. It seemed that being home at last ,at Pemberly, was the remedy to her failing appitite. They had speant a glorious three months honeymooning in Scotland, but constantly moving about had, had an adverse effect on Elizabeths countainance. It had been a worry to her husband who now looked on with aproval, though Elizabeth herself believed it to be homesickness and finally she felt appeased.

A peaceful quiet fell upon the room where only the clinks of china and spoons were heared. The young couple caught eachothers glance and finally the gentleman rose from his seat and aproached Elizabeth, and upon reaching her pulled her into a gentle embrace. She rested her head on his shoulder and he told her that he loved her dearly. They parted only when the sound of aproaching footsteps in the corridor alerted them to the arrival of the post. The letters were placed on a tray at the table and both took their seats once again, Elizabeth feeling a faint flutter of excitement at seeing her name 'Mrs Darcy' addressed on the envelope. She sat back in her seat and egarly opened it.

"My dearest Lizzy,

I hope that this letter finds both yourself and Mr Darcy to be in good health. Would you believe darling daughter, that having only just had two daughters married in these few months past, that we are to expect another wedding. I am happy to inform you that your sister Mary is engaged to Mr Pendleton. He is the particular friend of Mr Collins, and had joined their party on a visit to Lucas Lodge. He admired Marys talent and studious manner so much so that within a fortnight they are announced that they will wed! I have informed your sisters Lydia and Jane of the news and I hope that you will all be able to return to longbourne for the happy celebrations, that take place in a month.

Kindest regards, your loving Mother."

Eyes widened with shock, Elizabeth slowly lowered the letter to the table, Darcy tried several times to capture her attention but failing, he was forced to rise from his seat, fearful that Elizabeths expression had been caused by alarm of some manner.

"My dear what is it?" He closed the distance between them, consern creasing his forehead,

"Elizabeth, tell me is it bad news?"

Elizabth felt his hand upon hers and looked up at him shaking her head in disbelief,

" No indeed sir it is not bad news ,infact -" She handed him the letter "It is the complete opposite"

Darcy read quickly, his expression changing from confusion to amusement,

"Your poor mother is she to lose all her daughters in a year!" He laughed placing it back into her hands

"It is poor kitty that I worry about," Elizabeth sighed " She will be all alone at longbourne and the last to marry, oh please may we have her here to stay with us so that she might be a little distracted"

"of course" Darcy agreed, willing to do anything to please her, "She may visit as often as you both wish it"