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

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Entry tags: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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[info]lord_eward
2008-06-08 04:53 pm UTC (link)
Daphne? F...iddlesticks. Eward knew Daphne had an idea of their relationship; as she had told him of Katherine's affection during the ball he had an incling that Katherine had told Daphne of their encounters. Though she probably thought they were still strictly not speaking, only coming into contact when they wished to... well... Daphne probably knew.

Eward squeezed Katherine's hand in similar assurance. He did not want her to panic and he placed his other hand on Katherine's waist. "Daphne... we had not wanted to disturb the gathering, Katherine wished for some air. I hope you do not think we were avoiding anything.."

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[info]daphnelovering
2008-06-09 12:03 am UTC (link)
Daphne shook her head and looked back at them, wiping her eyes. "I understand.. it's fine.. Thank you both for coming.." she started walking further into the wooded area, wanting them to have their privacy and didn't really want to cry in front of Eward for fear that he would make fun of her. He'd be a serious prick if he did, but as far as she knew it wasn't beneath him to do so.

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[info]krochester
2008-06-09 12:07 am UTC (link)
Katherine's heart broke for Daphne as she saw her wipe away the tears on her face. All she wanted was to go after her, but if her friend had come out here, then she must have wanted time alone, and Katherine would give her that. She instead turned back to Eward, their hands still entwined, his other hand soft and comforting on her waist. "I suppose we ought to go back," Katherine murmured, glancing to where Daphne had gone off to. "She wants her privacy, and we've had ours."

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