#thekimbletonuncle

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Oh, Priscilla absolutely does have a favourite family member. And that, in fact, is her Uncle Charles. And everyone in the Kimbleton family knows Charles is Priscilla's favourite Uncle, ha. 

Charles Kimbleton actually goes through some character development with Priscilla however, and thier mutual favoritism didn’t happen overnight. 

As you know, Priscilla’s Mother, Josephine Kimbleton, eloped with Priscilla’s Father, Dr. Raleigh Duncan, while still in an arranged engagement to a super wealthy super good-looking nobleman. 

Charles was shocked over his sister Josephine's elopement and causing such scandal, and while he didn't display any open disdain towards the 'eloped offspring', he was just conveniently offshore overseas all the time. That was until Charles was back home in London (After Josephine’s & Raleigh’s disappearance) and Uncle Thomas forced him to babysit Pris while everyone else was out of town.

And it was then that Pris slowly melted his heart. Then again, I mean, how can you not adore Pris?? But especially to him what he found unlike his other nieces and nephews - Pris had a longing for the outdoors, a fascination for birds and nature, science, and wanted to hear Charlie's stories 24/7. Charlie soon learned whatever 'wrongdoing' her parents had done, Pris was completely innocent -- and boy did he then try to make up for any of his mistakes. To the point that he became to closest to being an actual father figure to her (moreso than Uncle Thomas more often than not). Charles became the real mentor to tell Priscilla to follow her dreams, weigh out both her heart and her mind in making decisions, and to enjoy life’s adventures. 

It’s so tragic that canonically he too ‘disappears’ for the next 10 years shortly before Priscilla’s relationship with Edmund goes south / Priscilla breaks off her engagement (the time when she needed her Uncle Charles most). *quietly weeps*

Fortunately, that’s remedied in Priscilla’s verse v: Stephanoxis Ialandi which is basically the ‘what if?’ verse of instead of being raised by Uncle Thomas, it was Uncle Charles! Also, Charles makes a more notable appearance in Priscilla’s Wild West ‘Western Horizons’ verse, so that makes me happy too.

(I’d also like to add Priscilla’s second favourite family member is probably her cousin Emmett Kimbleton. He’s majorly underdeveloped, but I know he and Priscilla were childhood friends and Emmett was always kind to her throughout her times of difficulty, as well as was the only one who had a rotten feeling about Edmund before anyone else even considered it.)

(Her third favourite are tied with her Uncle Thomas Kimbleton and Grandma Cecelia Kimbleton!)

As for the family member, she doesn’t get along with, that would probably be her Uncle Henry Kimbleton (and his children / Priscilla’s cousins). Henry is Grandpa Philip & Grandma Cecelia's oldest son. Dignified nobleman, very respected in high society. Left England to marry his wife Helene to live in southern France along the Riviera. He's the most 'to the book' of social customs, and demanding to keep the Kimbleton name as prestigious as possible (since he's carrying his father Philip's legacy the most). His un-favouritism to Priscilla, is, well, to put it bluntly, if you asked him uncensored he would tell you that she's a bastard child. (which is absolutely not true!!)Henry had the most indignation against his sister Josephine for breaking off her perfectly good arranged engagement to that super-rich nobleman and elope with some upstart doctor Raleigh. And clearly, that resentment passed down to Josephine’s only child Priscilla. 

Priscilla doesn’t want to not like her Uncle Henry, she just can’t help it because he doesn’t even give her a chance to show she’s no less a dignified Kimbleton like the rest of her family. (And, you guessed it, they basically cut off all contact entirely after Priscilla breaks up with Edmund.)

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UNCLE DOES NOT APPROVE. PRISCILLA U R SO GROUNDED.

“Yes, so fortunately with the improvements and industrialization of transportation, it’s making trade this year especially prosperous.” The Baronet Thomas Kimbleton leafed through the pages of a dark leather bound book before carefully jotting notes to a nearby paper. “This will especially assist us with the imports from India– ”

Like a burst of sunshine from swinging open the shutters, the office doors flung open and a young woman with flowing golden blonde curls stood in its midst. Boisterous and giggling carefree, she pranced into the office “Oh, where are you?? You wouldn’t believe the most delightful news I heard today from Lady Beekman –” she came to dead stop seeing a rather displeased Thomas sideways glancing - more glaring - at her rambunctiousness. He had a business associate over which she was clearly disrupting their conversation.

“Oh. Haberdashery.” Her voice hushed, and she immediately collected herself. Standing up straight and bringing her hands together after nervously tucking a stray curl behind her ear, she coughed, “I had no idea there was company over… Deary me, I am so incredibly, so terribly sorry!!” Her face was turning ruddy in embarrassment, but it was then she fully noticed the other gentleman her Uncle was speaking with. Her blue eyes brightened in timid curiosity. Who was that? “Please excuse me – in remedy, may I be hospitable and offer some… tea or, coffee?”

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It had been some time now since Danel’s near-death experience. While he hadn’t quite verbalized it, almost losing one of the princes to something as bloody awful as attempted murder… to the dear crown prince, no less was an earth-shattering experience for Thomas. Which he metaphorically was still recovering from himself.

And here he was at the future king’s bedside, tending to him as both a steward and a doting father would. After he had finished changing the antiseptic dressing on Danel’s wounds, he sat back in his armchair to return to his book as the younger man rested.

If foretold how much the Viebeault princes would leave such a personal impression upon him simply for being their advisor since their boyhood, he would have thought it madness. He accepted his new role from King Frederik as would an officer designated a new brigade to command. How he was humbled with what was really in store for him.  

Domestic life was never quite Thomas’ style. Marriage, let alone fatherhood elusively lied beyond Thomas’ reach for his entire adult life to the point the definition had fallen into obscurity. And unlike his brother Charles’ circumstance, it wasn’t necessarily something he sought after, either. But for the first time in his life was it not only comprehensible but also palpable.

What Danel had confessed had come to an even greater surprise to Thomas. Danel had confided in him in the past of his incessant silent plea for the King’s approval. And while Thomas knew the Crown Prince had more than proved himself, the king hardly seemed to acknowledge it, and perhaps that statement that was even being too generous. To which Thomas would leave Danel with an anecdote of encouragement. And that was all. 

But to receive an honor as this?

‘Why me…?’ Thomas first thought in surprise. Why would a mere advisor be elevated to a status higher than the boy’s own father? Then again, he never was a mere advisor. Surrogate would be too pretentious to consider himself, even if it was factual - which left Thomas momentarily at a loss for words.

“I’d be lying if I told you that it didn’t surprise me.”  He finally spoke with a huffed chuckle at the end, breaking way to a caring grin to the crown prince. “I know not what I’ve done to deserve such a privilege.” He glanced away humbly, before looking back at him “That said, you need not go about wishing for my approval any longer. I can tell right now, earnestly in this moment in space and time: how you have already gained it. For years, in fact, and I am only growing in respect for you as time passes. It is evident, your noble qualities as both a great ruler and person in character are visible through-and-through and will make way for a new golden age, I’m sure.”