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My contribution for today:
Willoughby strode through the main hall of Allenham, his riding boots clicking against the fine marble floor. Returning from a hard ride in the bucolic countryside, his mind raced with possibilities of the upcoming ball at Pemberley. Pushing aside the unpleasantness of former attachments, he focused instead on the merriment to accompany the evening. His old friend, Henry Tilney, would be there with his lovely sister, Eleanor. Their troubled past fodder for the gossips, Willoughby knew the scandal of their mother's death would overshadow his own discretions... at least for a while.
"Sir, you've received a letter from Miss Tilney." His valet, Albert, appeared at his side bearing the folder paper sealed with red wax. Willoughby recognized the fluent script of its sender, though not why she had sought him after their brief flirtation. Was she, perhaps, interested still? His heart bruised but not broken from their parting, he smiled.