His attempt at seriousness cracked, and he smiled happily at his fiancée. He really did hope that she would approve of the inside of his house as much as she had the grounds. It felt very important that she was going to be happy for the stay.
They turned a corner, and the smile was wiped from his face and a look of utter surprise and confusion took its place. A look that was completely mirrored on the face of Miss Elizabeth Bennett.
“Mr Darcy!” she exclaimed, looking between the pair of them, soaked and seethrough, Ashley wrapped up in his coat.
“Miss Bennett...” he started, trailing off as he realised just outright asking what the hell she was doing st his house wasn’t exactly polite.