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Daphne Wexley (daphnelovering) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-06-06 20:44:00

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aime_laurent, amandine_devereux, charles_hurst, christopher_blake, daphne_wexley, demetri_blake, lucas_blake, lysander_mountford-miles, olivia_blake, tobias_hurst

THE FUNERAL
Subject: Lord John Wexley IV's memorial.
Where: The Wexley family home.
Who: Daphne Wexley
Warnings: N/A
Open to: everyone who would have attended the funeral.

"...Lord John Oliver Wexley IV was buried today, but his spirit will live on in the rest of us... Amen.." finished the priest as he crossed the grave and then there was silence for a few moments. The first noise came from Lady Wexley, letting out a bellow of sobs that was obviously for show but no one would dare confront her about it. Daphne stood in between her brother, Johnny, and Daniel Perkins, trying her best to hold in any emotions that were fighting their way to the surface. Tears streamed down her face, but she made no noise, simply stared straight ahead and made eye contact with no one.

The party moved to the Wexley's family home where the guests were able to meet, discuss, and remember the passing of a very important man. Refreshments had been set up next to a rather large painting of John Wexley IV. Plenty of chairs and sofa's and places for people to sit and converse. Though, the object of the after party was to uplift the deceased and speak about him, but like any other party, everyone had their own objectives as to being there.

Daphne stood at the picture of her father, holding the glass of wine that Daniel had given her, not moving. She didn't to move, show emotion, talk, eat or drink. Knowing, though, that her mother was pretending to be completely beside herself, it was up to Daphne to be the hostess. Thank God for Johnny, though. He took up most of the duties himself.

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krochester
2008-06-07 09:15 pm UTC (link)

As Katherine looked out the window onto the grounds of the Wexley home, she recalled all of the memories - both good and bad - of her childhood there. There was, of course, all of her jaunts with Daphne, the times when Johnny and Miles, Lysander and Peter would chase them all around the gardens while Abigail and Edith complained that they'd muss their clothes, Ella was still too young to run about with the older children, and Eward walked around proudly, above such hysterics. And, of course, the days when she would come in the wake of her father's death, just to feel that she had a real family, not a brother with an adult's responsibilities thrust upon his shoulders and a mother too destroyed to console.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she barely registered Eward's voice from behind her; she had seen him at the service and was not entirely surprised that he approached her now. But her mind and her heart were elsewhere entirely.

"I don't know," Katherine replied simply, her voice just above a whisper.

	lord_eward 2008-06-07 09:58 pm UTC (link)
	Eward stopped as soon as he heard her speak, not even realising it was wait until she repeated it. With a curious look he attempted a small smile to assure her he was willing to listen or be of service. His heart was beating loudly at the thought she wanted him to stay... "Yes?" he said softly, stepping forwards. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)