At that moment, Elizabeths eyes widened as she watched a couple not far away, engaged in a most improper embrace. She clenched her hands over her mouth, not daring to breathe. The man was the kings most favored son, Fitzwilliam Darcy, the Duke of Pemberley, and the woman was none other than Elizabeths half-sister, Jane Bingley, currently the kings most cherished mistress.
"Miss Elizabeth, what brings you here when you should be at the Netherfield Ball?" Darcys smile widened, his voice soft yet chilling as frost on a spring breeze. He stood there, his handsome face seeming to take on a layer of ice with his smile, and in his stillness, he held the power over Elizabeths very life and death.
Elizabeth forced a smile onto her face, trying to appear as guiltless as possible. She pleaded with her eyes and spoke meekly, "What if... I said I was just passing by, would you believe me?"
"If I said I wouldnt kill you, would you believe that?" Darcy replied, his voice light yet sending a shiver down ones spine.
His tone was laced with a subtle threat, making it clear he didnt believe her, yet there was an unmistakable interest in his words. Darcys fingers, well-defined and strong, slowly relaxed as the inner strength he had been holding also dissipated. His eyes swept over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, adding to his extraordinary demeanor.
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck her mind, and she rushed forward, bypassing Jane. She fell to her knees before Darcy, tightly clutching his legs.
"I heard everything, every single word, but... Your Grace, I wouldnt utter a word of it!"
"Only the dead can keep secrets," Jane interjected, seemingly forgetting that the girl clinging to Darcys legs was her sister, someone she grew up with. She approached and pulled Elizabeth off Darcys legs, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..." The rest of Janes words were cut off by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, do you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a chill through the air.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged but did not expect that Elizabeth was not aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.
Uh...
Suddenly, Elizabeth felt as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the sky, and her mind became clear in an instant. She rushed forward in three quick steps.
Jane instinctively dodged, but she didnt expect that Elizabeth wasnt aiming for her...
Elizabeth threw herself straight at Darcy, her hands tightly clutching his legs!
"I heard it all, every word, clear as day! But... Your Grace, I wont breathe a word of it!"
"Your Grace, only the dead can keep secrets best," Jane seemed to have forgotten that the girl clinging to Darcys leg was her sister, someone she had grown up with. She stepped forward and pulled her off Darcys leg, her voice cold. "Elizabeth..."
The rest of Janes words were interrupted by Darcy.
"If I say I wont kill you, would you believe me?" Darcys voice was light, yet it sent a shiver down ones spine.
His voice carried a melodious undertone, full of threat yet not entirely devoid of interest. Darcys fingers, distinct and strong, slowly retracted, and the inner strength he had been harboring also quietly dissipated. His eyes scanned over Elizabeth, a slight hook at the corner of his eyes, enhancing his extraordinary presence.