Among the Wildflowers: A Pride and Prejudice Variation

By Heather Hawley

As Fitzwilliam Darcy travels towards London on business, his coach breaks down in a picturesque meadow. He finds himself outside Longbourn, the home of the Bennet family. While he is at first reluctant to stay with them, Mrs. Bennet's enthusiasm for having such a distinguished guest soon wins him over. But when a series of unfortunate accidents befall gentleman's coach, Mr. Darcy is forced to accept their continued hospitality. 

 

What began as an inconvenience soon turns into an opportunity for humor, enchantment, and most unexpectedly… romance.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Daisy Chain Publishing
• Release date: Jun 24, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223289326

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Among the Wildflowers

Among the Wildflowers

A PRIDE AND PREJUDICE VARIATION

HEATHER HAWLEY

Daisy Chain Publishing

Copyright © 2023 by Daisy Chain Publishing

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No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law.

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

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One

Fitzwilliam Darcy sat in the plush confines of his private coach, engrossed in a letter from his dear friend, Charles Bingley. The soft afternoon light filtered through the curtains, illuminating the yellowing parchment as Darcy's eyes skimmed over the words.

Dearest Darcy, the letter began, I trust this missive finds you in good health, for I write to you with news most exciting...

Darcy's brow furrowed in concentration, the outside world forgotten as he absorbed every detail of his friend's correspondence. He was on his way to London to attend to some business regarding his estate, but at that moment, nothing seemed more important than what lay before him on the page.

Suddenly, the coach jolted to a stop, wrenching Darcy from his reverie. Perturbed, he peered out the window, finding himself next to a picturesque meadow filled with wildflowers and tall grasses swaying gently in the breeze. The tranquility of the scene stood in stark contrast to the abrupt halt of his journey.

Driver, what is the meaning of this? Darcy called out, his voice betraying a hint of irritation.

Apologies, sir, called out the coach driver, but have got a broken wheel. It will take some time to fix it. I reckon I will have to walk to the nearest town.

Very well, make haste, Darcy replied, suppressing a sigh. He stepped out of the coach, taking in the soothing sight of the meadow once more. At the edge of the clearing, a lovely estate home came into view, its red brick facade and white trimmed windows standing proudly among the greenery.

Perhaps they can be of some help, Darcy mused, considering the building thoughtfully. With no other rescue in sight, he made his decision. Giving the coach driver a curt nod, he set off toward the house, his long strides eating up the ground quickly.

As Darcy approached, he could not help but admire the neat gardens and well-tended grounds that surrounded the dwelling. Though modest compared to his own Pemberley, the property had an air of elegance that spoke to its occupants' good taste and refinement. He wondered what sort of people he might find within, and whether they could provide some assistance in his current predicament.

Darcy lifted the brass knocker and let it fall with a resounding thud. After a brief moment, the door swung open to reveal a middle-aged woman with an animated expression that seemed to suggest she was always ready for conversation.

Good day, madam, Darcy said, barely concealing his eagerness to resolve the situation. I apologize for the intrusion, but my carriage has broken down nearby, and I was hoping you might be able to offer some assistance.

Of course, sir! she exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise and curiosity. Please, do come inside.

Darcy stepped over the threshold, finding himself in a modest but well-maintained entrance hall. The walls were adorned with tasteful landscape paintings, and a grandfather clock ticked away in one corner, its steady rhythm a testament to the care the household took in caring for their home. A scent of fresh flowers filled the air, mingling pleasantly with the faint aroma of freshly baked bread wafting from the kitchen.

Allow me to show you to our drawing room, Mr...?

Darcy, madam. Fitzwilliam Darcy, he replied, following her through a narrow hallway lined with bookshelves that, though small, boasted an impressive collection for a house of this size.

Ah, Mr. Darcy, what an unexpected pleasure. We are honored by your visit,