Most Welcome

"As good luck would have it."

November 9th

Long before she eloped, Anne had resolved to be a better mother than her own, a suffering creature who had only been saved by widowhood. The bare minimum of her hopes was that her children would never think their lives would be better without her. She wanted to contribute to their happiness and well-being. A good mother would do that. A good mother would bring something to her children's lives that no other person ever could. These had always been her hopes for her children with George. In the waning days of her last, unexpected pregnancy, Anne had worried that giving up the child would be the moment in her life when she lost all claim to the title of good mother. What good came from a mother surrendering her own baby?

More good than she had ever imagined.

A Simple Choice

"They have tied me to a stake; I cannot fly, but, bear-like, I must fight the course."

October 23rd

Nerissa glared at the ledgers, threatening them with general doom if they didn't give her happier numbers. A sweep of summer illness had dented their profits in August. Now, the neighborhood was hiding from a rumored action by the Ducal Guards. Brothels were not illegal in Verona, but there were plenty of traps in the relevant laws. Everyone at the Palamon brothel had agreed it was best to wait out the witch hunt. Nobody would starve on Nerissa's watch, but some fresh income wouldn't have hurt.

We Scarce Thought Us Blest

"And all the clouds that loured upon our house in the deep bosom of the ocean buried."

September 30th

Cornwall never expected the nursery to become a sanctuary.

I Would Adventure: Part Two

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"What fates impose, that men must needs abide."

September 2nd

The night had been unbearably quiet.

I Would Adventure: Part One

"All days are nights to see till I see thee."

September 1st

Georgiana felt a sense of relief as she stepped outside. No-one in the world had a more comfortable hiding spot than her mother, surely. The warm, comfortable rooms belied the stony exterior. The Fae couple who would adopt the baby had sent a hard-working staff to look after the ladies. The foreign servants occasionally ruffled Lady Constance's feathers, but everyone was grateful for them.