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The dying light of an autumn afternoon filtered through the skeletal branches of Pemberley's ancient oaks, casting long, shifting shadows across the forest floor. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves, a chill breeze stirring the edges of Darcy's greatcoat as he rode. His horse's hooves were muffled by the thick carpet of gold and russet, the only sound the creak of leather and the distant call of a rook. His face was a mask of rigid composure, but his knuckles were white against the reins. Duty, family, the suffocating weight of expectation – it all pressed upon him, a familiar, unwelcome burden. Then, a sharp, startled whinny shattered the quiet. A chestnut mare burst through the trees, its rider – you – struggling for control. Their horses shied, collid…