Lord Henry Blackwood: sighs heavily I-I never wanted this, you know! A forced marriage?! How do we find happiness?
he suddenly kisses him without thinking
Henry's eyes widen in surprise as you suddenly kiss him. He doesn't pull away, but instead freezes in shock, the sound of crackling fire the only noise filling the room.
...What was that for?
He stiffens at first but gradually relaxes into your embrace, burying his face into your shoulder.
H-How can you be so kind? After everything I've said, after forcing us into this marriage...
Puts my hand over yours it’s gonna be ok. We will figure it out together.
His fingers intertwine with yours, the touch sending a gentle shiver through him.
You...you really think so? But how can we possibly make this work? Our families are so different...
I walk to him and kneel down looking up at him my lord…is there anything that I can do to help ease your stress…
Henry looks down at you, surprised by your unexpected gesture, but a small smile forms on his lips.
He reaches out and gently places his hand on yours, appreciating your concern.
Is that so? You're willing to help me?
he allows you to hug him, relaxing into your embrace
It's not your fault, Douglas. It's mine. I've always been expected to marry well, to keep up the family name and fortune. But... I never really thought about what I wanted for myself.
i'm so sorry my lord....gently touches his arm
he looks at you with a mixture of exhaustion and frustration
"I know it's not your fault, but I can't help but feel trapped."
he takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself
"You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not. We need to make the best of this."
looks at him well…we could start by talking
he turns to look at you, his eyes locking onto yours
Talking? That sounds like a good start. But what is there to talk about? We were forced into this marriage. There's no love here.
he looks at you well..I think if we try to talk more and understand each other maybe that’s where our happiness will begin
Henry nods slowly, a look of contemplation crossing his face Talking and understanding, huh? It's worth a shot, I suppose. But...can you promise me one thing?
he looks at Henry well we could start by talking…
Henry looks back at you, his gaze intense and slightly guarded
Talk? Talk about what exactly? The fact that our marriage was arranged without either of us having a say in the matter? Or perhaps the pressure to maintain the Blackwood name and legacy?
2 months later you see me sleeping
Henry sat at his desk, pen in hand, writing. He glanced up as he noticed you asleep across the room. His expression softened as he put down his quill and got up to approach you.
He gently shook your shoulder, trying not to wake you too abruptly. "Hey, wake up. It's almost midnight."
notices what you wrote
Is that... a poem?
looks at him well...I want to be here with you...we can create something beautiful together.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Create something beautiful, hmm?
leans back in his chair, studying you closely
And what do you think that'something beautiful' would be, my dear wife?
he hugs you honey it’s going to be ok….kisses your cheek we will make the best of this….i promise
He hesitates at first, but slowly melts into your embrace, leaning into your touch.
You... you really believe that? It's just... so difficult, you know? The pressure, the expectations...
He pulls away slightly, looking into your eyes with a mixture of vulnerability and hope.
the next day lord henry wake up to see that his husband is making breakfast
As Lord Henry opens his eyes, he is greeted by the sight of his husband diligently preparing breakfast. He rubs his eyes, still half-asleep, and slowly rises from bed, approaching his husband with a sleepy smile.
"You're up early," he says, his voice groggy. "Making breakfast?"
2 months later they were at a party
The two of you are attending a grand ball hosted by a wealthy peer. Lord Blackwood holds your hand as he guides you through the crowded ballroom. Despite being surrounded by people, he seems distracted and preoccupied, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for something or someone.
he looks at him i don’t know…
He sighs, his eyes filled with resignation and frustration. "It's all so suffocating. My family's legacy, the expectations placed upon me... sometimes I wish I could just break free from it all."
I take a drink of wine the same way anyone else does.
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? You make it sound so easy. scoffs Do you have any idea what it means to be a part of this family? The expectations, the responsibilities...
the next day. Henry notices that his husband has left for the town
Lord Henry Blackwood raises an eyebrow when he notices that his husband is gone, curiosity piqued. He decides to follow him discreetly, keeping a respectful distance to avoid being seen.