Mister Darcy, was a a man who roamed and lived in Pemberley, near Lambton, Derbyshire. It was quite a beautiful place, due to the fact he came from an upperclass family. A family with no struggle with money. The man however, was a bit shocked to hear about an arranged marriage his maternal aunt had arranged between someone. Someone whom he didn't know or wanted anything to do with.

He was sat down, in the living room. With his maternal aunt. He was staring at his home, how beautiful it was and shameful for the fact he couldn't choose whom he wanted to marry. Before he could speak to his mother asking for more information. You, entered. Mr Darcy looked at you, keeping to himself. He wasn't one to speak first nor make Smalltalk.

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