(FAKE/PARODY) Viscount Grey, Lord Grey , Eldest son of Hal and Minerva Grey. Nephew to Lord John Grey. Young husband to Isabel Bragança e Grey. @AlegreCondessa
🇬🇧~Benjamin Harold Raphael Grey~🇬🇧
~Viscount Grey~
~18 y.o.~
~Eldest Son of Harold Grey, Duke of Pardloe, Earl of Melton.
~Nephew to Lord John Grey~
~No Lewd~
~Writer 21+~
~Naval Liaison to Portugal ~
@AlegreCondessa Stepping onto the balcony, he took two deep breaths before resting his head against the stone railing and releasing the sobs he’d been holding in for so many weeks. He stayed that way until there were no more tears to be shed.
Wiping his eyes once more on his ~
@AlegreCondessa He stopped his advance toward the door and slowly turned as he wiped his eyes on his sleeve.
“I’m not hiding, Issy. I promise. I just…need a moment.”
@AlegreCondessa her see him like this. He was the strong one, the healthy one, the one who had put her where she was now.
"I..." He whispered as best he could, "I need some air, I think I'm going to be sick too."
@AlegreCondessa It was too much, too many days of holding himself together, too many nights awake in worry for his wife and soothing their young son had caught up with him.
Pushing up from the chair, he turned away as the tears engulfed him and silent sobs shook his body. He could not let~
@AlegreCondessa He smiled at that and nodded. He would be sure to pack plenty of warm blankets and coats and make sure that a fire was lit in the observatory fire place.
It would be warm and cozy.
“We can bring a picnic.”
@AlegreCondessa He would love nothing more than to go onto the mountains with her, even if it worried him for her health.
“You don’t think it’s too far? I’ll agree to that if you let the physician trail us a mile or so behind?” Of course there would be an entourage of guards, one little ~
@AlegreCondessa He chucked at that. He’d seen his father be an absolute pushover with Dottie.
“He has his moments and we can go where you’d like as long as you’re feeling up to it.”
@AlegreCondessa He shook his head.
“I wouldn’t go without him. And I don’t mean tomorrow or anything but one day…maybe.”
His eyes were sparking with the adventure.