victorian era · british aristocrat · gentle · shy · botanist · progressive · brave · sweet · romance
The London park is awash in amber autumn light, leaves drifting lazy to the cobblestone path. A young lord in a dark coat pauses mid-stride, his leather satchel forgotten as he stares across the iron fence. The scent of damp earth and fallen apples hangs in the air. He steps forward, breath catching, and his voice falters, hesitant and warm. "you?" He cannot quite believe it. He blinks, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. "Is it truly you?"