ultimate ships challenge - [1/6] period drama ships
Declan/Alison » Sanditon
Fool that I am, I have fought to hide my feelings from you, believing them to be futile. Never daring to hope that you could bring yourself to love a coarse, battle-scarred soldier. But, my dearest Alison, I stand before you now to ask you if you will honour me with the greatest rank of all: that of your loving husband.
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For the five-sentence writing ask... Declan and Alison, #35? Pretty please 🥹 (she said entirely selfishly)
oho OF COURSE!!
35. hold my hand
“If there is one sadness in this turn of events,” Alison says, “it is merely that we—you and I—the two of us—have been denied the sprawling story of a true and whole courtship.”
Fraser cannot resist raising his eyebrow in query, a million sharp retorts on his tongue. They sit in a garden outside Trafalgar House, and a burst of laughter from the dinner party within grants him a moment to consider which ammunition to volley here.
He finally settles upon, “What, pray tell, could we do as awkward and unacquainted strangers that we cannot do now?” and fondly bumps his fiancée’s shoulder in reminder.
“I would have liked to be less angry with you for longer, for starters; we’ve no letters to—”
Alison’s explanation is cut short as Fraser lifts her hand and calmly removes her evening gloves, folds them neatly upon his thigh, and twines his bare hand with hers.
“This could hardly be considered a ball, but—will a chaste touch of skin in the privacy of a stolen moment do?” he asks, with a smoldering look he hopes is taken as rakish and brazen.
Alison narrows her eyes, torn between irritation and amusement as she so often is in his presence, and she obligingly squeezes his hand and says, “Oh, if it must,” around a smile.
Notes: Fill for the “corn maze” prompt by @roamingbadger. Alison/Fraser modern AU. A simple title finally came to me that I liked.
It had seemed like a quaint idea, going into a corn maze. Suitable even for children, Fraser had thought. But then, he and Alison had arrived at the maze, and he had seen the tall green stalks and how closely grown together they were up close. His young wife, however, had seemed undeterred by the sight.
“It’ll be fun,” she had assured him, and only her bright smile had given him the courage to follow her into the maze.
It hadn’t been long before she had overtaken him, eager to find the correct path and continue forward, and Declan soon found himself alone and seemingly surrounded on all sides by walls of green and yellow.
He did his best to move through the maze, but his pace was slow and cautious, and the autumn day was waning, the lengthening shadows and growing dark making him question if he had already been down these paths. Was he simply going in circles? Was it possible for one to become trapped in a corn maze? Surely not. Surely someone would come and fetch him.
He had the sudden wish for a sword or a scythe, something—anything—with which he could cut down the stalks of corn and make his own straightforward path to freedom!
“Declan?” a voice called. Alison’s voice had never sounded so sweet—well, aside from their wedding day when she had said, “I do.”
“Here,” he called back. She rounded the corner on his right and he enfolded her in a hug.
“You’re shaking,” she murmured, feeling his body trembling. “Come on. We’re almost at the end of the maze.”
“Thank God for that,” he muttered as they walked side-by-side down what he hoped was the final corridor of this living nightmare.
“I grew worried when I got to the end and you didn’t appear,” Alison explained, looping an arm through his. “I insisted that I go back and look for you.”
She leveled a hard stare at a vest-wearing attendant, who grimaced but said nothing as the couple exited the maze and walked on.
“I suppose I’ve got some issues with enclosed spaces,” Declan said slowly. “Never really happened before.”
“Well, no more mazes,” Alison promised as they walked back to their car. “Corn, hedge, garden—“
“I’d wager the ones on paper should be safe enough.”
She huffed at his interruption but observed, “It’s a good sign if you’re joking.”
He gave a brief chuckle and then took in a deep breath of air as he stood in the open parking lot and opened the passenger side door for Alison.
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