Another Tuesday Tales rolls round, and this week's prompt is 'Night.' So I have dipped into my Regency WIP again, and come up with a bit on introspection on Julian's part, this time.
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The starlit night sky drew Julian’s attention.
Destiny? Did it exist?
Even as a child, Deborah caught his attention. Admittedly as one he’d looked on most of the time as a pesky kid who trailed after her elder brother and his friends. In retrospect, she appeared to spend more time away from her classes than attending them, and yet, the woman he was learning to know was bright, intelligent and kept her wits about her in a crisis.
Oh, he’d known about her mother’s death in childbirth, but at the time he’d failed to consider the impact it had on Deborah’s life within the household. Her need to abandon the schoolroom to take over her late mother’s duties simply hadn’t occurred to him. The stability and the support she’d given her siblings, when grieving herself, was probably never fully appreciated at the time by them or her late father. In retrospect, her life had not been an easy one, therefore to expect a meek and accepting bride would be a big mistake on his part. On the other, and a purely practical level he need never worry about the running of his home when put into his wife’s hands.
With her loyalties so obviously given to her existing tenants he wondered how they were going to achieve that.