Cora has told Robert she is ill. While they go through the process of finding out what is wrong, they look back at their live together. (Based on the storyline of A New Era.)
Cora was standing on the deck, this trip to France had worn her out. She was happy they were going back home. She felt relieved that she finally told Robert she was ill. Robert said they would go straight to Dr. Clarkson as soon as they were home. She had enjoyed these days in France, Cora felt a hand on her lower back, it was Robert.
Softly he kissed her cheek. “Hello darling, it is time for a nap.”
Cora slid her arm around his waist and rested her head against his shoulder. “In a minute” she answered. Robert’s hand was still resting on her lower back, his fingers trying to keep her close. She wanted to hold on to this feeling. What if this was the last trip they ever made together. Cora took in a shaky breath, now she had told Robert she was ill, it was harder to stay strong. She felt Robert´s hand tighten around her waist.
“Come, I will lay down with you.” He said and notched her off the deck.
Cora willingly followed him. Baxter came in to help her with her dress.
Robert was discreetly waiting outside the cabin. When Baxter left the room, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Cora was already in bed, her eyes were closed, she looked frail. Why did he not see how ill she was during the days in France. They did so much, and she never complained. He smiled when he thought of that boat ride with…. he paused…. his brother? No, he shook of that thought, he should still think of him as the Marquis de Montmirail. Cora looked so relaxed that day and when she took his hand, he felt only love. He could have stayed all day on that boat with her.
“Are you coming, or are you staying there?” Cora’s voice sounded; she startled Robert.
Quickly he took of his clothes and changed into his pyjamas. When he got in bed, Cora immediately scooted closer, she put her hand on his arm, her face rested inches away from his. He kissed the tip of her nose and Cora let out a soft moan.
“I could sleep forever.” She murmured.
Robert covered her hand with his hand and said. “Wait a little bit longer with that my darling.”
His words made Cora press her lips against his. “If it is up to me, I will.”
Robert felt Cora’s lips curl up in a smile. Two nights ago, she told him she was ill, cancer. Oh, her words… he could still hear her say: I think I have cancer. He had insisted on going to a good doctor, and she, his Cora, was standing a couple of steps away from him, being her rational self. He was angry she did not tell him, before they left for this trip, but of course she had thought about it. She did not want to ruin this last treat before illness would take over their lives. What would the future have instore for them, would he lose her? He could not bear the thought of losing his mother and his beloved Cora. And what if he was the brother of de Marquis? That meant he would lose his title and reputation.
“Robert.” Cora moved her hand over his chest. “Let go of whatever you were thinking off and try to get some sleep. You need it too.”
Robert turned on his side, so he was facing Cora. She had her eyes closed, oh how beautiful she was. “I love you.” He said while pressing his lips against her forehead.
Cora folded her hands under her pillow, and he saw her breathing getting slower, she was falling asleep, he should follow her example.
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Robert helped Cora to the dining area, she was unstable on her legs. He had hoped that sleeping would make her feel better, but it did not seem to have any affect. Just before they reached the dining room, she pulled her arm back and straightened her back. She did not want to show any weakness towards, Edith and Bertie, Tom and Lucy or Maud. Cora patted Robert’s arm. “Thank you darling.”
“Mama, Papa there you are.” Edith said.
“Being on the sea made us sleepy, so we took an afternoon nap.” Robert said, taking his seat. He saw Carson pulling back Cora’s chair.
“This trip was wonderful, but I am glad when we are back home.” Edith said.
“Did you miss the children?” Bertie asked.
“I even missed the children.” Cora said, smiling at Edith.
Carson and other servers entered the room with their dinner. They all chatted about how wonderful the trip had been. Robert looked around the table and he could not be prouder of where they were today. Tom being married again; he had grown fond of that dear boy. Who would have thought. The day Sybil announced she and Tom were going to marry, he had lost it. Now looking back, he hugely misjudged Tom’s character. All though Tom had also grown a lot since he was a member of their house.
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Robert had brought Cora to a small sitting area; the rest was playing cards in a different room. Maud had announced to go to bed early. Cora asked if they could stay up for a little bit more. The fireplace was lit, and she was sitting in front of it. Robert gave her a drink and sat next to her on the settee. “Did you mean it when you said: ‘I loved you from the start?”
Cora smiled. “I loved you from the moment you asked to be on my dance card. I cannot describe what happened, but the twinkle in your eye got me and I was sold” She looked into his eyes. “That is exactly the twinkle I meant; you still have it.”
Robert twirled his glass around in his hands. “I am ashamed for not loving you from the start, and only marrying you for your money.”
“Darling, it does not matter. As I said, you needed the money and I had it. You fell in love with me and that is what counts.”
“Did you have doubts when our wedding day arrived?” Robert asked, still playing with his glass.
Cora chuckled. “Of course, I had doubts, but what could I do? I was promised to you. But I let out some tears right before a walked the aisle. I was looking at myself in the mirror and got incredibly scared. How was I ever going to be a good wife for you, but most of all, how was I going to be a good Lady of the house.”
“I remember that.” Robert said quietly.
“You remember? How? I did not cry walking down the aisle?”
“No, you definitely did not cry while walking. You were the epiphany of grace in that moment. But I could see it in your eyes, I thought it was because I was taking you away from America and pulling you into a world you did not know.”
“I still feel the nerves I felt in the beginning of our marriage.” Cora smiled. “Your mother did not make it easy.”
“My mother never makes anything easy.”
“That is true.” Cora leaned in on Robert, she finished her drink. “I will call for Baxter and go to bed.” She raised her hand to cup his cheek. “I love you.” She kissed his lips and got up. She grabbed Robert’s shoulder when she felt unsteady. “Can I use your arm?” She asked.