(An original Regency Romance story copyrighted by Gratiana Lovelace, 2021; All rights reserved); [(1) story cover below left]
[Illustrations: I cast my stories as I write them. So from time to time, I will illustrate my story with actors and such, including: Richard Armitage as Lord Edward Carlisle, Daniela Denby-Ashe as Lady Emily Creighton Carlisle, Blake Ritson as Lord Kittredge Wells, Polly Walker as Lady Patience Creighton the Countess of Stoke, Bill Nighy as Lord Nigel Creighton the Earl of Stoke, Christina Cole as Lady Cecily Englewood Wells, and others as noted.]
[Author’s Note: This original Regency romance is a work of fiction, and as such, any character names, scenes or other descriptions were written at the creative discretion of this author. And this is a gentle and tender romance (G to PG-13), but with some frank discussions about love and marriage put to humorous effect. This is my disclaimer.]
Ch. 19 (PG-13): In the family way
Elsewhere in London, Lord Edward Carlisle muses upon his lifelong best friend Lord [Kittredge Wells] hasty wedding as his young and also newlywed wife Lady Emily naps next to him in their London Carlisle House bed chamber’s large bed after a lovely romantic tryst after returning home from Lord Kitt’s and Lady Cecily’s wedding this Saturday evening. He hopes that the new Earl and Countess of Fielding will come to a marital understanding that is mutually agreeable to them both—him not knowing that they already have reached an understanding. Lord Edward is especially concerned because he knows how blessed he is with his dear wife Lady Emily. She is his treasure and his sweet love.
And the also recently wed Lord Edward’s own wife Lady Emily dreams happily in the loving cocoon of romantic tenderness that she and her husband share. She also dreams of their child that is to be in eight months time. It will be a long wait, but they will be rewarded at the end with their baby son or baby daughter. She cannot wait to be its Mama. Of course Lady Emily’s Mama Lady Creighton will also be a doting Grandmama—Lady Emily only prays that her Mama will not be too doting. And she thanks the stars that her Mama Lady Creighton is still in France. For now.
Lady Emily also hopes that Lord Kitt and Lady Cecily will be similarly blessed with children so they can be playmates and second cousins to each other—since she and Lord Kitt are first cousins. So it is accurate to surmise that Lady Emily has also not been taken into Lord Kitt and Lady Cecily’s confidences about their marital arrangement.
So the Viscount and Viscountess of Carlisle—Lord Edward and Lady Emily—will be in for a surprise about their newlywed friends and cousins Lord Kittredge Wells and his new bride Lady Cecily Englewood Wells.
And so it is that the [second] weekend following the Earl and Countess of Fielding’s nuptials that the newlyweds return home to London in order to arrange their subsequent departure to journey to France that Lord Kitt promised his new wife Lady Cecily.
And they are both delighted to be back in London to see friends and family before they are off to a real foreign country on an extended wedding trip. So after refreshing themselves at Lord Wells main London Townhouse—with first a loving tumble in their master bed chamber, since their two hour journey back to London from Wells Castle did not afford them enough privacy [and comfort] within their carriage to be loving with each other, and then baths—the newlyweds visit their cousins, the Carlisle’s this fine afternoon.
Upon being announced by the Carlisle House butler upon the back terrace, the newlyweds are engulfed in hugs and handshakes.
Lady Emily: “Cecily!” She squeals in delight with her usual youthful zeal as she embraces her new cousin by marriage warmly. “How was your wedding trip? Did you have a nice time at Wells Castle? We loved our wedding trip there.” Lady Emily asks the usual questions,
Lady Cecily: “Emily.” She smiles blushingly at being questioned so directly about their wedding trip. “Our stay at Wells Castle was lovely.” Lady Cecily replies sweetly, with her being more reserved than Lady Emily.
Lord Kittredge: Grasping his best friend’s hand Lord Edward and shaking it warmly, he seems to have boundless energy and radiant smiles. “Old man, you are a sight for sore eyes.”
Lord Edward: “Am I? And look at you, Kitt. I have never seen you look so happy. I trust all is well.” He phrases his last statement sotto voce, so the ladies do not over hear.
Lord Kittredge: “Oh my yes!” He grins sheepishly happily. Then he sneaks a little look at his wife Lady Cecily, and winks at her. She blinks and blushes shyly at him in response.
Lord Edward: “Hmmmm! By the look of the both of you, everything is very well.” He smiles as his wife Lady Emily gracefully takes his arm and the two couples stand gazing at each other.
Lady Emily: “And I hope that you both will be also blessed with a baby soon, so our children can grow up together.” She smiles beatifically at them. Then she notices Lady Cecily’s blush paling somewhat.
Lady Cecily: “Oh I would like nothing better than to adopt a daughter[, to love and nurture]. But I fear that I am too petite to become pregnant.”
Lord Kitt: “Yes, My Dear wife Lady Cecily and I have agreed to co-parent an adopted daughter together.” Then he spontaneously kisses her temple as she snuggles into her husband’s side. Scandalous! But they are merely mirroring Lord Edward and Lady Emily’s loving embrace now.
Lord Edward: “Ahh! Well, we wish you well in that endeavor.” And Lord Edward guesses that Lord Kitt’s seemingly radiant happiness is due to him not having to bed his wife Lady Cecily—which was Lord Kitt’s lifelong philosophy, before he met and married his wife Lady Cecily. It is just that Lord Edward has not been informed of a change in his best friend’s philosophy.
Then as couples do, the ladies break off to talk about womanly topics in Lady Emily’s very feminine boudoir, and the men repair to Lord Edward’s study to discuss manly topics.
Lord Edward: Ever one to get to the point, he manfully asks. “So, Kitt. Any developments that I should know about?”
Lord Kittredge: “Developments?” He asks quizzically, not understanding his best friend’s line of questioning.
Lord Edward: “Did you, or did you not bed your wife, Lady Cecily [during your wedding trip]?” He asks bemusedly.
Lord Kittredge: “That, Old Man, is private and personal.” He blushingly bristles.
Lord Edward: “Oh really? You were not so private about [disdaining] taking a wife to bed [prior] to getting married.”
Lord Kittredge: “Well[, um, I …].” He stammers embarrassedly. “I do not understand it, Edward.” He shakes his head. “[But my] wife and I are quite in sympathy with each other.” He states vaguely[–again, with a smile].
Lord Edward: “I see.” Lord Edwards nods his head knowingly. “And about how many times have you been in sympathy with each other since you married [two weeks ago]?” He asks knowingly, as nearly a newlywed himself.
Lord Kittredge: “So far, about two or three times [… each] day.” Lord Kittredge’s smile is half astonishment and half a silly grin.
Lord Edward: “Well then Kitt, you should be well on your way to setting up your nursery. Congratulations!”
Lord Kittredge: “What do you mean setting up my nursery, Edward?” He looks quizzically at his best friend.
Lord Edward: Lord Kitt’s question causes Lord Edward to stare at him in incredulity. “Kitt. You do know where babies come from, do you not?”
Lord Kittredge: “Of course.” Lord Kittredge huffs in annoyance. “From their mothers.” He rolls his eyes.
Lord Edward’s eyes widen in shock at Lord Kittredge’s seeming [lack of] understanding about the cause and effect of marital loving.
Lord Edward: “Khhh!” He coughs at his best friends seemingly total [ignorance about procreation]. Then he proceeds to relate the basic knowledge of how babies come into being for his friend.
Lord Kittredge: Lord Kittredge’s face now ashen pale, he turns to Lord Edward. “But my wife is adamantly opposed to becoming pregnant herself—due to her belief that she is too petite for child bearing. Good Lord! She could already be with child, but we simply do not know it yet. And if she is not with child, how do we prevent her becoming so?”
Lord Edward enlightens Lord Kittredge further, giving him options for baby making prevention—with the caveat about the only certain way to prevent babies. Lord Kittredge vehemently shakes his head no to that option. For given Lord Kittredge’s and his wife Lady Cecily’s loving passions, that seem to only grow stronger, they will not be giving them up.
The ladies are having a much more enjoyable time chatting about all things being newly married.
Lady Cecily: “Oh and Emily, Lord Kitt gave me carte blanche to change the decoration of any room I wish in our London townhouse–well, except for his study.”
Lady Emily: “Ha ha ha ha ha! Our husbands must have their little enclaves of manliness.” She cutely rolls her eyes. “But that is a small indulgence that we give them, when they are so tender and loving with us.” Lady Emily pinkens to think of her husband’s [loving] consideration of her.
Lady Emily: “Oh yes!” Then Lady Cecily forthrightly shares her changed views upon the subject of marriage. “Our first time [loving] was a bit awkward—with seemingly neither of us knowing what we were doing. But now?” She wistfully gazes up at the ceiling. “Now? We are quite enamored of our loving trysts.” She smiles sweetly saucily—if they are not considered to be mutually exclusive descriptors.
Lady Emily: “I am so glad for you both, Cecily! And perhaps our future children will be playmates, as well as cousins.” She adds gleefully.
Lady Cecily: “Indeed!” She smiles [sweetly].
And though neither Lord Kittredge nor Lady Cecily Wells has an inkling yet about her possible with child state as they prepare to visit the real foreign country of France for their extended wedding trip, Lady Emily might just get her wish for a new generation of cousin friends, in their children.
To be continued with Chapter 20
References for Ch. 19 of “Seeking the Niceties of Marriage”, by Gratiana Lovelace
(Post #1411) September 07, 2021
- My “Seeking the Niceties of Marriage” story cover illustration is comprised of: a) an ivory lace background with Grati edit, found at torrid.com; b) a Victorian roses bouquet painting by the Boston Public Library, via Atlas Obscura (with some Grati edits), found at https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/how-flowerobsessed-victorians-encoded-messages-in-bouquets; and with c) the text in deep pinkish coral in a Vivaldi font.
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