Sons of Pemberley A Pride & Prejudice Reimagining

Fitzwilliam Darcy has an extensive family. Unfortunately. “Why are you hiding away by yourself?” asked Marianne when she came upon Fitzwilliam in the garden. “I am not hiding,” he said, straightening his back on the bench he was sitting on. “Of course, you aren’t. You are merely sitting on a bench by yourself behind a hedge in an empty garden. I can’t imagine why I thought you were hiding.” He glanced sideways at his cousin and gave her a half smile. “You are too observant for your own good, Marianne.” “Out with it. What has you hiding from your dear mama and mine?” He looked into the empty garden and said nothing. “Shall I guess?” He gave her another look and she continued, “Your mother has found the perfect woman for you to marry, from a good family and with a respectable dowry. If it wasn’t for her hair, her face, and her personality, you would be thrilled with the match.” He grimaced. “Am I right?” “Nearly.” She looked at him expectantly. “Her hair is tolerable.”